Smithsoniam Institute Of Their Love Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Francine flew her love around the world in the artifacts of her kisses.

She discovered the fossils of his engraving tools with each eruption he made.

Moving with his skeleton of excavation she pronounced his archeological findings.

She took her fields of exploitations and unearthed his dead bones.

Francine descended his tunnel and found the passions of his jewels.

Todd took her chemistry compound and discovered the realms of her organic developments.

Using his utensils of forensic evidence the night skies exploded into crime scenes of unmatched mineral deposits.

The manifesto of their love shipwrecked the moon into "The Lost City of Atlantis".

Todd went scuba diving into her waters; Francine exploded on Mount Olympus.

Pompeii came alive when she serenaded his temple of satisfaction with her beacons of sensual lips.

The drill press of Todd's actions sent shock waves to the aqueduct of Francine's internal sanctuary.

The Dead Sea acquitted the hearts of lost love when Francine expunged his mind.

The Smithsonian Institute of their love shifted "The Rain Forrest" to Saturn.


Written by Theodore Mosley
September 3,2019