Is This Real Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

He went to the other side of the moon to find his love that stayed in his dreams.

Falling over the stars at night he found this beautiful creature of magical words.

He fell off the clouds when his hands touched her smile as he gazed upon her stars.

She opened her mouth and words of honey fell from her lips; his eyes kissed her.

He danced on the sun with her mesmerizing anthology of heartbeats that she infused.

His vortex of touches trapped her wings of seductions as they drifted into his asylum.

She escaped inside his eyes with her flesh and they descended the waterfall of his attractions.

Her meditation on his fluorescent midnight instruments had her achieving unheralded sensations.

She ignited Pandora's Box with her silhouette and they disintegrated into molecules of love.

The inauguration of their kisses rebirthed their bodies on the earth with the dawning of the roses.

Unquenchable with passions of solidarity her hair became his reflection of time in his domain.

She screamed with ecstasy and the clouds thundered with lightning in her eyes.

He heard the wind ask the ocean about his love and said is this real.


Written by Theodore Mosley
April 17,2017