Your Eiffel Tower Of Love Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

YOUR EIFFEL TOWER OF LOVE

Flowing down the river of streams in your eyes you caused a tsunami to overflow the hills of our hearts.
Reaching for your smile he climbs the winds of love and announces his undying love on her horizon.
Falling in the arms of her chariot, his dreams become the author of their songs he wrote in the dark.
Your Eiffel Tower of love rains on me like the clouds dancing on the sea to catch the waves of the shore.
Swimming in love, I gently move my body through the waters to catch a glimpse of your treasures.
Sinking deeper into your unforgettable kisses, he drowns with oxygen of touches from your motions.
Sailing the canals of Venice I lose my shame and we explode the stars with each stroke of the waters.
Paris is singing in the audience of one and your Eiffel Tower of love serenades the ocean in the moon.
Caressing you with the tip of my mouth, I hear you whisper in the pinnacle of our day; your lips burn me.
Fire and ice are waving with the smoke of your walk; the zone of your body is fierce with hips of curve.
Listening to the birds in the enclosure of your heart, the waters of Venice are gathering your showcase.
With the view of your lover from your Eiffel Tower of love, the mountains dance to each stop you take.
Soaring onto heights of love, the dream merchant searches the canal for your overflow of censorships.
The queen of the night journeys to heart throbbing missions of her lovers unfiltered motions in his eyes.
Using his body as the flow of the waters, she sustains him with her aroma of back strokes filling him.
Your Eiffel Tower of love is sinking in her courts of measurements as she displays unmeasurable drifts.
Raising her drawbridge for your scepter, she drains your eyes with kisses of honeysuckle movements.
Without containment he delivers her body to the pool of his flight and the harmony of doves are seen.
Standing on the shores of her waters, they flow with the wind and the tower of love is seduced.
His grandeur of splashes within her touches and your Eiffel Tower of love has her breathing for seclusion.
Wanting to hold her rivers for longevity, she arrives on the Nile of his chocolate body without hesitation.
Spoken in silence, they corral the waterspouts with her legs and she dances on the sinking water in love.
Venice is sinking within the waters of love; her beauty has saturated the lanes of love for time to come.
Your Eiffel Tower of love has transformed the night into golden rivers of treasures upon the smiles of life.
With violins playing softly on the rivers of Venice, the hearts of candles are insatiable with dreams.
The breezes of the night from the eyes of happiness sends the ocean to hurricanes of perfect storms.
They exhale in the whirlwinds and the waters subsides within their hands and they sail in freedom.
Your Eiffel Tower of love has Venice searching for the Garden of Eden to assimilate hearts of dreams.


Written by Theodore Mosley
June 11,2015