Queen Of The Nile Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Black and beautiful she sits atop her throne with elegance and grace.

Her posture is powerful and strong and gentle with one movement.

Showcasing her strategic brilliance she fortifies her palace with pillars of gold.

Looking into her eyes you see the magnificent creature of fierce love.

The armor of her heart is flowing like a river of unmatched tapestry.

She is a warrior princess with legs of diamonds that shine in the night.

She defies armies of mankind with her swift sword of justice that calibrates minds.

Running like a gazelle in the wind she surrounds the troops of his heart.

Her seduction of the northern kingdoms silenced the war with her beauty of promises.

His danger is her smile that produced incarcerations with the exile of her words.

Sacred words of soft determent captured his softness without deliberation.

Her synchronized walk dethroned Pompeii as lovers watched the moonlight.

The sun resurrected her beauty from the ashes of destruction.

Her chariots of fires quickened the seas with the wealth of lovers' paradise.

The temperature in his asylum caused the Queen of the Nile to withdraw her waters.

Written by Theodore Mosley
March 1,2017