Hurricane Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

When her eyes met his eyes the explosiveness tore her emotions into a fabric of ecstasy.

She erupted like a volcano that was silent for three hundred years looking for love.

His volatile kisses had her walking the realm of his night shift that flooded her mind.

Unable to control her passion for his liquidation of touches she caresses his waters that escaped her movements.

The penetration of his unfiltered surplus of body heat caused a whirlpool of waterfalls in her serenity.

Her temple was vacated because his airline lifted her to safety when she exhaled.

During the night of their turbulence consummation her silhouette found the landing spot of his runway.

They were both frozen in time when she danced on his mouth of jubilation.

His love for her untimely heartbeat began to fade into the sea of calmness without a sound.

She looked for his lighthouse in the storm of her body and found pains of tears.

The hurricane of his love moved swiftly across her heart and relocated on another island of destruction.


Written by Theodore Mosley
September 6,2017