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No soul paid witness,
To the burst of light,
At the beginning of time.

No soul saw the magic,
As it grew, forming the light,
Forming the dark.

No soul heard the heavenly spirits call,
From the risers of the stars,
Down to earth to raise the first dawn.

So all we have is faith,
A lone tie to what we failed to see.
Whether or not there was magic or God, there was something amazing, and that is what faith holds on to.
The evening showers
Has left midnight puddles
For the diamond Stars
to Waltz
Within

Reynaldo Casison
How adorable
To lift ones gaze to the midnight stars
Like a flamenco dancer lifts her hem

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I kiss your gaze
While your sweet gaze
Kisses Evening stars

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Within the fountain
The diamond dreams
Of stars and lovers

Reynaldo Casison
She is the Summer Roses exquisite sway
Their romantic sighs
and sweet tender laughter
She is the Beauty of the Tender rain
And Fine Wine moonlight
She is My Midnights star
Within the Vineyard skies of my love
and our Sweet loves kindred candles
She is a Luminous goddess
of our Loves Rose Gold moon
She gives of her love,
She gives of her Beauty,
Like the Moonlight And Evening rain

Her Beauty is Naked as The Summers
Moonlight and Poets melodious love
And sweet loving emotion
And devotion to Her exquisite beauty
That is like the sweetest rain
For their Loves unique honey flowers

Every midnight
is their sacred sweet loves sanctuary,
Sweet and deeply within the romance
Of their Souls
They are Spiritually married,
And their rings and prize
Is the dear rose bouquets
Of their transcendent love
and deep affections,
Cool as Shore waves, warm and tender
As Bonfires and exquisite
as the Moonlit Waterfalls

Within the vineyards of their love
They entwine like the Sublime vines
In the Honey breeze,
As Spiritual lovers their love
Gives moonlight to the rain and flowers
Romance is the dance they gift the lovers
And their Loves Melodies,
poems, and songs give birth to stars
Of fine champagne
Rainbows of fine love vibrancies,
And flowers of exquisite fine petals

Their love pours with the moonlight
Within pretty souls they comfort
With the dear caresses
of their love and songs,
They drink of its Fine wine

Poet and Rose Goddess and muse
They Soothe one another and others
With the sacred gift of their sweet love
Exquisite and Casual as the Evening rain
With the jazz waltz of Moonlight
They sweetly kiss and compassionately
Caress all
the weary and exquisite flowers
Swaying in the diamond stillness
And
Dreaming in the Midnight rain

Reynaldo Casison
She is the Summer Roses exquisite sway
Their romantic sighs
and sweet tender laughter
She is the Beauty of the Tender rain
And Fine Wine moonlight
She is My Midnights star
and its kindred candles
my body is made of pretty crushed stars
tiny tin cans
and older toy cars
my brain is fragmented
filled with sorrow and woe
my hair is woven
with silk and with gold
my nails are like tokens
prizes to be sold
my body an object
a toy to be won
my life is a mess
and im having fun
words dont always have to be positive. sometimes theyre nostalgic or sad and angry. a lot of our poems are sad.
-Alexei
The Exotic Moon
Sweetly
Serenades lovers
I want us to be One
With The Heavenly Moonlight
Forever with Midnights
Candles Love and Stars

Reynaldo Casison
night drapes
day spreads
stars emit light
moons conceal dark
around the north star-fire
away from the south moon-water
stars journey
moons remain
in their wake
at their rest
stories extend
stories retract
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