Evening by Evening
Blue Midnights
WithIn Rose Midnights
She's more like Picasso
And Surreal as Moonbeams
With Tamborines that Shimmer
Like Waves, Doves that like Candles Sigh
Ballerinas that like Summer Roses Sway,
For a Love forever and a day
And Sunflowers whose petals
Like Nightingale wings and jazz dreams
Sweet WithIn the VineYards
Of the heart
I've Loved her from the very start
She loves to Be the Art
Her Beauty is more than it seems

Reynaldo Casison