If the whites of my eyes were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but the Omnipotent contours of your magnanimously disseminating face,
If my fingers were blessed forever to hold just a single thing; then it would be nothing else but the charismatically eternal folds of your bountifully redolent palms,
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Loud enough..Nicely penned..Good write..