You Left Me Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Michael loved Karen when love was cold and damaged in his heart.

Michael would not breathe without directions from Karen.

Every raindrop Michael would place in Karen's eyes for her to dance to.

She asked Michael to place the sun in the ocean for her pleasures.

He took the sun and airlifted it to the Indian Ocean for her eyes only.

The beginning of the end found Michael on the street "I need space".

Karen's eyes drifted to unknown desires of pastures of undiscovered meadows.

Her ill-conceived notions of pure gold became fool's gold in times of struggles.

Lost and edified of herself Karen collapsed into the darkness of her own truths.

Her culinary of desires are now simmering on the backdraft of her decisions.

Trapped within her heart she free falls into her pain of acquisition.

The prodigal daughter examined her soul; loneliness and emptiness abided with foolishness.

Karen reached back for her breath of life to sustain her wounded crimes.

Her apostolic dreams of one were lost on the trinity she created.

Michael extinguished his life of Karen; you left me for withered grass.

Written by Theodore Mosley

October 25,2018