Enchantress Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Finding his way through her forest of love she casts a spell on his tongue of pleasure.

Trying to resist her touches he swims into her pelvic and her juices drown him in her movements.

Her artic lava of ecstasy purchased his heart from the prison of her oasis that he formed.

Dreaming of a time when his love would delight in his kisses she escapes his moonlight serenade.

Driven by her deep thrust of sensations he falls into her mountain of lust that blinds him.

Fortified with the intent to love he sells his soul for her river of steep curves that plagiarized him.

Her body of confidence entrapped him in her sanctuary of insatiable myths that belongs to Athena.

Listening to her eyes with his heart her Antarctic walk causes him to freeze in time not yet discovered.

Gaining strength to hold her in his passion she extinguishes his emotions with her words of afflictions.

Her dark heart entwines souls with her majestic whip that frames their truth with her reality.

She enslaves hearts with her beauty; love drips off her lips with black magic; her name is Enchantress, the soul seeker.


Written by Theodore Mosley
June 6,2017