When Love Calls Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Abstinence of his heart recreates the mind to flounder intimate moments.

He hears the breath of life sailing on his mind as he walks pass her.

She swims in his thoughts that are parallel to his wayward thinking.

The distant cave of his heart is dwelling below the surface of his dreams.

He canvases her creation and her masterpiece is thronging his words of acceptance.

She sidesteps his adoration in an attempt to showcase her assets of unspoken callings.

Her tempestuous smile ordained his words for the next chapter of his symphony of love.

Drained from the full throttle of the past he walks the memory of forgotten love.

She delicately pursues his attention with her diagnostic curves of persuasion.

He exhales in time to forget the septic of deceit that bloomed in his culture.

Her words of fire testified to his insecurities and he withdrew from his exile.

Shifting his expenditure of love venom she crowned him with her garden of paradise.

Exonerated from the heart of hell's prison he extracts her tenderness for life beyond.

Sequential tears of domestic life are eradicated when love calls.

Written by Theodore Mosley

October 15,2018