Waterfalls Of Crimes Poem by THEODORE MOSLEY

Arlene found a home in intensive care that she manifested from Jake's love.

Jake cleaved to her heart with his umbilical cord of precise words that surrendered her soul.

Arlene found the fetus position to be her homeland of security.

The anatomy of Jake's physicality embroiled Arlene without his movements.

Arlene's purpose driven life was embedded in Jakes formal creativity of life.

Trained for Jake's commands Arlene extended her being for his manhood.

Her crucified mind forgave him of his love derailed from the chapel of their love.

Jake sculptured Arlene into an unseen life of don't you think about leaving.

Storms of darkness befriended her unspoken reality of what love was.

The surgical process of his woven tyrant claimed Arlene from her childhood of brokenness.

Forsaken in love she constituted love with collateral damages of the night.

Jake deployed his web of masquerades in his facades of pursuits of happiness.

Arlene emptied her motivations of love into his exoneration of male dominance.

Jakes' waterfalls of crimes to her spirit besieged her life of freedom.

Written by Theodore Mosley

October 23,2018