Who Are You Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Last night she consummated their night of bliss on the clouds of euphoria with him.

The sound of her walk is played by the birds of springtime.

Olympus is her throne of love that she produced with her Constantine eyes.

Her empress delights burned his body throughout the nine realms of odyssey.

She succeeded the sovereignty of the Milky Way and discovered his infinite love.

Her mortal being cascaded into his night of nature that filled the skyline of his soul.

She seduced the earth for his love and the stars dissolved in his eyes.

Upon arrival of his starship the meteors orchestrated a symphony of harps for her entrance.

Expounding on her love for him she caused the solar system to collapse.

The total eclipse of her love surrounded heaven and the volcanos of Venus erupted.

Tasting the melody of his honeydew lips she raptured his memories into a time capsule.

Her heart serenaded him from the moon and the moon serenaded her walk for him.

The constellation of her love for him has him asking who are you.

Written by Theodore Mosley

October 16,2018