Poetry About The Beautiful Smiles Of Lovers! X

Admit it!...You're lost!...But you find a welcoming shelter in an otherwise empty land, and you go inside the structure and rest, but as soon as the sun sets, it gets freakishly bright outside, so you walk out of the door and your are taken aback by the Aurora Australis's luscious paint in the sky,

which makes you feel small in our overwhelmingly and incomprehensibly-gigantic universe, but your "you know, I am in a pretty park with all of the trees and the skies, and the naturalness, and then it dawns on me---the whole Earth is the world's best spectrum-wide, interactive park...hands down!" smile, nonetheless, still stands at attention to witness THE LAST TIME WE VENTURED INTO THE SURREAL LIFE OF HSR IN "...SMILES OF LOVERS! IX," WHERE HE IS TIRELESSLY TRYING, SIX WAYS TO SUNDAY, TO ESCAPE HAVING BEEN SPIRITED AWAY AND NOW LIVING IN A MULTISTORY SUPER NANOPARTICULATE COMPUTER CHIP, 

WHICH CONTAINS A VIRTUAL BUT BINARY-BIT-BASED COSMOCITY, HOWEVER, HE MUST NOT VENTURE FROM THE CLOAKED GOOGLE-LIKE COLLEGE CAMPUS PROVIDED,

AND THE POWERS THAT BE, HAVE HIM SURROUNDED BY HIS SECOND FAVORITE HOBBY, BEING AROUND PLENTY OF BEAUTIFUL WOMEN,

AND AFTER A WHOLE LOT OF WEEKS OF THE VIRTUAL GIRLS FUSSING AND FIGHTING OVER HIM AND HIS ATTENTION, HE DEVISES A WAY TO BREAK FREE FROM HIS CAPTORS AND FAN CLUB, TO GET BACK INTO THE WORLD IN WHICH HE NEEDS TO BE, AND SINCE HSR IS SCIENTIFICALLY CLASSIFIED AS A HOMO CYBERGRAPHICUS,

WITH STILL NOT FULLY REALIZED AND UNDERSTOOD SILICONE, PLASMA, AND GASEOUS PROPERTIES AND POWERS, HSR TELLS 15 OF HIS BEST CURVY FRIENDS THAT HE IS GOING TO MEET THEM IN THE SAUNA (THE THIRD TIME TODAY!) WHERE HE WILL ATTEND TO ALL OF THEIR EVERY NEEDS AGAIN, BUT INSTEAD, HE MICRO-POSITIONS HIMSELF IN THE NANOCHIP'S DARKEST RECESSES, AND, ONCE THERE, HE SUMMONS HIS GASEOUS TRANSFORMATIVE POWERS TO...WALAH!...HE GASIFIES HIMSELF AND ESCAPES THROUGH THIN AIR...

AND NOW, AFTER ESCAPING THROUGH THE COMPUTER'S EFFICIENT FAN PORT VENT, HE NOW IS OUT SIDE OF THE COMPUTER, AND WILL EVENTFULLY BE TRANSPORTED OUT OF THE BUILDING, AND, ONCE OUTSIDE, HIS BASIC AERATED ATOMS AND MOLECULES CAN SELF-ATTRACT AND REASSEMBLE THEMSELVES, BUT NOT SO FAST!...THE ALARM AT THE BUILDING HAS SOUNDED...THEY HAVE DISCOVERED THAT THE COVETED HSR IS NOW MISSING!...TO THE CHAGRIN OF MANAGEMENT AND THE MYRIAD WOMEN IN HIS INNER CIRCLE, BUT NOW, OUTSIDE THE WALLS,  HSR SEES AN ANONYMOUS CAR, AND HE DECIDES TO DRIFT INTO THE CAR'S TRUNK SPACE...

...UNNOTICED, AND THUS, HE COMPLETES HIS GET AWAY...FOR NOW...AS THE CAR DRIVES OFF!

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"The lips dress up and emotionally influence the teeth and face to make messages like "I Love You!""










So here we are...

Vacationing...

On the beach...

Of this picturesque and fantastic island...

That's both mysterious and magical...

...at the same time...

Other places in the world

Are definitely missing out

On this scene and environ...

Where the elements rule...

With a tenderness...

For instance, take the sunshine...

Which hugs with a

Magnetic and moderate warmth...

And the rolling fog...

Which regally, aloofly, mesmerizingly,

And ceremoniously rolls by...

And also, take the light drizzling rains

That friendly and almost

Apologetically get me wet...

Only to be assuredly followed by...

A soonly reappearing sun...

That will once again

Make my shirt fluffy dry again...

And you are also here with me

Yes...

Your piano-perfect smile...

Which is massively symphonic

And sometimes thunderously interpreted

It sends all of my feelable senses

Through extended and unforgettable crescendos...

Yes, the elements rule here...

The sun, sky, sand, and sea are having a swirling, geological foursome!...

However, this is paradise

And with every paradise,

There is always a little trouble...

And maybe it all started

With a map

That I found in a

Real old rum bottle..

From a pirate, I'll bet,

Just off of the beach...

This seagull picked me out

And made me follow him

On a short walk

Past some

Heavy-with-fruit

Palm trees...

I looked at the bird

Then the bird looked at me, then looked

At the bottle two feet away

And I picked it up

Popped the cork

And unrolled the paper...

It's map...with a...

Possibly treasure-filled

X

Elegantly calligraphed on it

Somehow, some people

Know that I now have the map

And they have taken you by force

So that they can get the map

Now, while they are chasing me

Through the heavy brush

And dragging you along

Surprise!...

You and the two agent-looking  guys

All fall into some quick sand...

They fall in head first and sink

You fall in feet first and float...

That's where we are now

In the story...

So instinctively and in a hurry

I look around

And walk around

To find a stick long enough

To save you

Oops!...will you look at that view...dang!

Oceanic beauty uncensored!

Now, where's a stick...

Chaos and Paradise aren't supposed to mix...

Oh, I see a long vine...

...that'll do!

I go back with it and throw you the end

And then I begin

To pull you out

And pull you back in...to...my life

We're both now tearfully smiling our smiles and gladness

At each other's deep and desperate hugs...

Smiles that have been saved...

Smiles that are still in danger...

There are possibly more guys

From where those two came from...

My life feels a little more "souped-up" now

With dangerous adventure...on the run...

In a place I've never been before

I've never seen that look in your eyes before

I've never seen you emote that type of smile before

"Let's walk that way," I say, and include...

"And it's so very good to  have you back!"

And you say something back

But I'm so full of adrenaline

And your smile's so white and blinding

And lovable

That I just notice your lips moving

In silent slow motion...

Sure, I have a treasure map

With probable wealth and riches

But I'm now standing

On my own personal

X marks the spot...

With Transcendental You!...






TO BE CONTINUED...





May you have many...what kind of clock should be used, and what kind of time should be applied, in outer space?...oh, yes, and in outer space, if you are positioned interplanetarily, there are no days and  nights!...our great and vast universe probably has some kind of "circulatory system," no?...smiles!