The Way She Moves Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

The wind is looking at her movements to see which direction it should move.

She danced on the face of the moon as she expired time with her smile.

Her dangerous curves sent a tsunami around the world with each of her steps.

The stars collided with the atmosphere as she spoke to the wind with her eyes.

Moving in silence the earth shook with the thought of her caramel legs dancing.

She organized the flowers in the meadow with her kisses that were formed in the night.

The valley of her sensual touches brought the Rain Forrest to bloom as she entered his sanctuary.

Her body caused the lava in the volcano to seal the land with one kiss from her lips.

Her scepter of insatiable dances erupted in his eyes for hearts of love to adore.

The sun evaded her smooth rhapsody skin and her hair played the piano in the dark.

Her mortal body divided the realm of Shakespeare as she escaped the heat of his passion.

The desires of the damsel were found on the seven seas of Sinbad that were once forbidden.

The way she moves brought heaven to a standstill and she devoured nature with her walk.


Written by Theodore Mosley
April 18,2017