Black Widow Of Love Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

She infuses their mind with her voluptuous walks that brings her curves around their nature.

Her natural instincts override their thinking of love as she dances on their grave of love.

Giving them the tour of her sensual walk her stilettoes conspired with their thoughts.

The aroma of her hair caused the wind to infiltrate their conversation held on the moon.

Her beauty caused the lightning to transform their mind beyond the truth of love.

Looking at her chocolate complexion of beauty, they drown in her weather of kisses.

Her love is a trophy of heartbeats that she encounters on her island of instant gratification.

Seeking retribution for their love they ask for asylum; she gives them refuge of no return.

With the flight of her love she conquers the battle of her captures with her scepter of words.

Her quiet thunder performs the surgery of their hearts to withstand her impact of needful desires.

Showing mercy of diplomatic intentions she engraves their words on her pillow of destruction.

Her pendulum of satisfaction is their dreams of never-ending times; the black widow of love is concise.

Written by Theodore Mosley
February 9,2017