Dreams Of Tess Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

David told Tess he never wanted to see the sun rise over the horizon.

The night of his realm called her name from the tempest of his deepness.

The flames of David's love were unmeasurable to the touches of Tess.

The fireplace burned Tess's name into David's choreograph mind.

Reaching into Tess's fire David became entombed with her molecules of heartbeats.

David's magic carpet ride concealed Tess in the treasures of his hidden cavern.

Tess filled David's appetite of star gazing with her lilies of the valley.

Entwined together forever they exile Mount Rushmore to the French Alps.

Tess placed the moon in David's eye for the world to see his dominion of her.

Sleeping in her mirage David escapes to her oasis of plenteous.

The Paris Canal displayed David and Tess's heart on the river of love.

Tess's heart is flooded with David's canopy of waterfall kisses of passions.

She ignites his flames of manifestations with her solicitations of exhausted movements.

David explores her poetry in motion with his sensual turbulence of exotic whispers.

David's dreams of Tess were his imaginations undiscovered.

Written by Theodore Mosley
October 24,2018