Bride Of One Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

The moon is dancing beneath her feet; euphoria has encamped the veil of her mind.

A beautiful snow driven chariot into the palace of her smile glistens the night.

With a winter wonderland of doves singing she uplifts the earth in her hands.

The avalanche of her love is skiing the slopes of his heart until the glaciers of the world explodes.

Her snow white wedding has transformed the French Alps into her castle of romantic nights of bliss.

The titanic of her love caused the North Pole to heat the sun and melt the heartbeats of love.

With eyes of inescapable panting she gushes into the night of his nine realms of kisses.

He touched her smile and Pompeii was rebirthed through her storied eyes of love.

In her walk upon the ocean the Book of Treasures revealed its mysteries to her constellation.

With her heartbeat of love the Lost City of Atlantis ascended to his creation.

Her love moved the population of Antarctica with the sound of her walk.

I am the bride of one; air is nullified to breath; I am the bride of one; death ceases to exist; I am the bride of one!

Written by Theodore Mosley
December 10,2018