Not Made, But Uncontrollably Mad Poem by Nikhil Parekh

Their eyes weren't just MADE for each other; but were uncontrollably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to timelessly disentangle the tantalizing enigmas of life; in each other's affable whites,

Their lips weren't just MADE for each other; but were insatiably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to perpetually interlock with each other; and then savor the ultimate sweetness of Omnipotent creation,

Their fingers weren't just MADE for each other; but were unceasingly MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to unassailably entwine with each other; and then trounce every devil with the power of unshakable compassion,

Their palms weren't just MADE for each other; but were unthinkably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to irrevocably print each other's destiny; on the back of their rudimentary hands,

Their nape's weren't just MADE for each other; but were unfathomably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to endlessly turn in unison to even the tiniest trace of poignant sensitivity; and then unitedly decipher each intricate strand of time,

Their veins weren't just MADE for each other; but were inexhaustibly MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to perennially coalesce with each other; and then give birth to one single stream of invincibly humanitarian blood,

Their foreheads weren't just MADE for each other; but were intransigently MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to unflinchingly strike each other; and then to drift into a fantasy of unbreakable togetherness for an infinite more lives yet to unveil,

Their ears weren't just MADE for each other; but were intractably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to incessantly tingle each other; and then get roused to the absolute hilt of desire; with the most diminutive flutter of breeze,

Their feet weren't just MADE for each other; but were incorrigibly MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to tread each conceivable step together; and pave of path of celestial yearning wherever they went,

Their tongues weren't just MADE for each other; but were unequivocally MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to ardently suckle each other; and then savor the impregnable harmony of existence; for an infinite lifetimes,
Their bellies weren't just MADE for each other; but were unstoppably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to undyingly seduce each other; so that the profuse virility of life stayed alive; even in the coffin of death,

Their throats weren't just MADE for each other; but were unsurpassably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to mélange into the voice of bounteously undefeated oneness; and then supercede each wail of the hedonistic devil,

Their hair weren't just MADE for each other; but were unlimitedly MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to rapaciously intermingle with each other; and then rejoice forever in the ravenous hunger to make love,

Their skins weren't just MADE for each other; but were unabashedly MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to trigger unprecedented euphoria in each other's pores; and then to witness every sensuousness of creation mischievously seeping in,

Their shoulders weren't just MADE for each other; but were inconsolably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to hoist every hapless orphan on their united platform; towards the Sun of optimistically blessed light,

Their arms weren't just MADE for each other; but were inexorably MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to insuperably embrace each other's shivering form; stay like this—most infallible and unperturbed even in the mightiest of storms,

Their souls weren't just MADE for each other; but were unendingly MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to blissfully overlap each other; even countless centuries after the veritable evaporation of the physical form,

Their breaths weren't just MADE for each other; but were untiringly MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to undauntedly explore each other's fieriness; and then culminate into the immortally uncurbed volcano's of raw passion,

Their hearts weren't just MADE for each other; but were perpetually
MAD for each other; wanting nothing else on this Universe; but to bond
together and forever and ever and ever into a Heaven of Omnipotent
love.