Rose golden midnight moon
Sweetly rides and glides
upon the maple trees
And luminous heavenly shores
Its you my love forever adores

Reynaldo Casison

Lets love ourselves
Without a single care or worry
Slow down all the hurry
Things arent quite the same

With sublime honey
The sturdy and awkward
maple trees
A candelabra of candle stars
The moon blushes
Like exotic ballerina roses
With the Midnights
Illuminating clouds of blue

Lets love ourselves like the moonlight
Roses swaying in the caresses
Of salsa dream
It could be pretty surreal
To feel her love is real
WithIn your love my love
WithIn my love your love
WithIn Sweet flowers
WithIn
Heavenly stars our love

Reynaldo Casison

And the Exotic waterfalls
are sheer wonder
made to heavenly flow
While the moonlight
Like honey flows
The way we long for our love
Our own, mine and yours
To be all all aglow
Despite the vicissitudes
Of weather
Rare oasis

Cool drifters
Sultry gypsies
And everywhere in between
Come from far and wide
For their moonlit glide

The exotic waterfalls
All Exquisite shimmers
and splendors
Rejuvenation is paramount
As a natural cabaret
And Vineyard evening breeze

The stars glisten
Side by side
WithIn
The resplendent coves
And misty rose
and sunflower gazes
All Sweetly ablaze


Her Love
     The jazz melodies
          Of
  Moonlit soothe
       and rain
          Upon
The luminous
   flowers
     of
Our love

Reynaldo Casison

She is much more than mere goddess
She is rain to the flowers
She is its sweet melodies
That still care to caress and dance
She is the word romance
Sighed with a thousand and one
Waves roses and candles

She is a fine wine women
Whose love bows and blushes
And glows
WithIn You
Sweet moon
withIn luminous skies

Your love feels hers
Whenever the gold
Of the rose moon sighs

Reynaldo Casison

The evening maple trees
Are so Still with so much swaying

The evening stars
Are so pretty and chill
With so much love to be sparkling
WithIn the roses blush,
With the sunflowers sweet laughter
The lillies with the sillies
The irises with their modest beauty
Loves own shy and exquisite gaze

And any flower you happen
To fancy and love sweetly ablaze
Any accent shall do
When it is felt that I love you

The Evening maples
are so chill
And still
with so much Rose swaying

Reynaldo Casison

Upon Springs hem
    we become
Attuned to the morning
         sparrow melodies
With their sweet honey
chorus
And gems
The canopy
of green leaves
Upon the maple trees
With their quiet majesties
The blooming of roses
Like long lost valentines

It must be sweet to be a gardener
WithIn the hips of Spring
And feel flowers sing

     With all of Loves longing

They are the down to earth
Royalty of petals and beauty

And what they love
         Is what we can love
All the more
In our own unique way
As loves flowers begin again
To sway
What romantics innately love
Like Vineyards to breeze

Even the gardeners
       in the galapagos
Have an array of splendors
       to cultivate
As the lyrical
Is felt with the kisses
Of Moonlight of sweet rain

     And sighs can fly
Way deep down inside
Like things like wings glide
WithIn
With our love
All the way to Moon

Reynaldo Casison

And when the midnight unwinds
It has come
Like waves
To luminous shore
More to sigh
than to say
Golden solitudes
To Caress with the sublime
And chimes
Of our Loves rhymes
To Soothe

Reynaldo Casison