Your Rhapsody Of Love Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

YOUR RHAPSODY OF LOVE (SHEILA NICOLE MOSLEY)

Holding onto your heart beneath the glow of the sea, your titanic movements are vibrating my winds.

Swirling in the air with your eyes I see the rainbow of your covenant and we make flowers bloom on earth.

Swimming in the sea of your emotional down drip, the mysteries of the ocean are coming into view.

The violin of your rhapsody of love is playing on stars as we dance in the fire on the other side of the moon.

Dreaming of an ocean filled season of drinking our love with our minds, we set the temperature rising.

The orchestra of your instruments has your walk portraying lost dreams that society has cast away.

Searching the ocean within the canal of your birth, your treasures are bringing the sea alive with kisses.

Moving in the swift current of the waves, your rhapsody of love causes the clouds to speak to the flowers.

The English Channel of your waters is causing the volcano of my heart to swim the lake of your curves.

Drinking the moon with your inescapable touches, we parachute to Venice with songs of declarations.

Doting over your sweet caresses, I slip into your meditation of love and find orchids blooming in your hair.

Your rhapsody of love plays in the night, with your eyes in the water searching for my anatomy to seduce you.

Safe in the arms of your dripping secrets, the waters subsides and the River Euphrates drowns in your abyss.

Riding your waves, I am airlifted to the horizon of your insatiable sea reefs that nurtures my island.

Currents of your eyes are moving towards the battleship of my drone and I become weak with desires.

Tender nights of raindrops from your waters escaped and your rhapsody of love dissected my thoughts.

Thinking about the incline of your hips, I climb your fantasies of honeysuckle night and explore your darkness.

Your darkness created waterfalls of sheets that became exotic dances of kisses drawn from your lips.

The waters of your lips drowned me in the canyon of your explosions and we drifted over the moon.

Moving with the moonlight we search the Milky Way with our kisses and found the earth stargazing.

Holding the stars in your smile with your rhapsody of love, the doves' wings and the angels' harps played for midnight walks.

Written by Theodore Mosley
June 17,2015