Isiah is bound in his heart with love that will not let him wait.
His heart accuses him of loving in the darkness of his imagination.
He only wants to hold her breath in his eyes for all eternity.
Without the sound of her heart his life will explode into hell.
In the existence of time she exists only in the famine of his time.
She consoled him in her hair of sensual exportations.
Her catastrophic beauty became his tomb of love without her love.
Known for ordaining tsunamis from her kisses he embraced the anchor of her heart.
Lolita issued a warning of rector scale destruction as she danced on his axial of imagination.
In the season of her autopsy of love she dehumanized his thoughts of living.
The storms of Lolita's movements in time familiarized Isiah with her braille sanctuary.
Searching for her temple in his garden of ecstasy she corrupted his words of splendor.
Mystified in the prowess of her simplicity he discovers the rare diamond known to earth.
In deep water horizons her silence in love portrays the Mona Lisa on the sea of his heart.
Written by Theodore Mosley
October 7,2019
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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