Analysis of To Win The Love Of Your Life
In order to win the clouds; you had to become a fathomless foliage of stupendously enchanting green,
In order to win the mouse; you had to become succulent chunks of tantalizing cheese,
In order to win the deserts; you had to become boundless oceans of fabulously sparkling water,
In order to win the giant; you had to become appetizing morsels of heavenly food; compounded with celestially rejuvenating sleep,
In order to win the dog; you had to become the meaty persona of ravishing bone,
In order to win the soaring bird; you had to become the amicably cozy nest; harboring its festoon of scintillating eggs; as well as providing it a dwelling
to spend the insurmountably hideous night,
In order to win the dreary eye; you had to become an island of mesmerizing beauty; assume the demeanor of all those it wholesomely revered and cherished,
In order to win the sacrosanct hooded serpent; you had to become a bowl of impeccably shimmering milk,
In order to win the tree; you had to become exuberant draughts of profusely reinvigorating breeze,
In order to win the lips; you had to become a poignantly emphatic and tumultuously alluring smile,
In order to win the night; you had to become an enigmatically lingering whisper; which propelled beads of untamed excitement to creep up on the skin,
In order to win the coffin; you had to become a perpetually still dead body, relinquishing even the most minuscule trace of life,
In order to win the spider; you had to become a grandiloquent web; woven with threads of exquisitely voluptuous silk,
In order to win the lotus; you had to become the boisterously buzzing bee; seducing it to the most unprecedented limits; hovering incessantly round its famished grace,
In order to win the devil; you had to become its ingratiatingly immaculate prey,
In order to win the dictator; you had to become his unfathomably obedient and timidly humble slave,
In order to win the mind; you had to become its relentlessly augmenting fantasy; proliferating beyond the boundaries of pragmatic control,
In order to win the lungs; you had to become handsome bucketfuls of exhilarating air; imparting them the irrefutably formidable tenacity to survive,
In order to win the heart; you had to become its beats; passionately palpitating each unfurling minute of divinely bestowed life,
But in order to win the love of your life; you simply didn't need to do anything at all; for if the Almighty Creator had granted it in your destiny; then it would
incarcerate you in its immortal swirl for times immemorial; even if you miserably failed to hear beyond your own voice; even if you were completely blind in the
most Omnipotent of light.
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| Metre | 0101101111010110110101 010110111101100111001 01011010111011010110001010 010110101110110010110010101101001 01011011110101001011001 0101101011110101000101100111111110101010 11011001 010110101111011101100100100101111101010 01011010010101110101101001001 01011011110101001101001001 0101101111010100010010101 0101101111011110010101111010111101 010110101110100100011100100100110111 01011010111010010011011110001001 0101101011101011010101101010010100010011101 01011010111011101001 010110010111011101000100101 01011011110110100101000100010100101001 01011011110110110100101010110000100101 01011011110111100010001010101010011 10101101111110101111011110010010110101100111 0101010101110100101110001110111110110010100 1010011 |
| Characters | 2,658 |
| Words | 453 |
| Sentences | 1 |
| Stanzas | 20 |
| Stanza Lengths | 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 2, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 1, 3 |
| Lines Amount | 23 |
| Letters per line (avg) | 93 |
| Words per line (avg) | 20 |
| Letters per stanza (avg) | 108 |
| Words per stanza (avg) | 23 |
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