A sweet woman sips her evening wine
Its fine like her
The rose moon
With its champagne stars
Blushes with our love sublime

Reynaldo Casison

Within the fountains
Well wishes sparkle
With the diamond stars

Reynaldo Casison

Its moonlight, the Springs moonlight
That waltzes in her hair
All Rose golden with her love there
The candle hours of midnights
That sighs sweetly and deeply
Anywhere and everywhere
Within

And where flowers are dancing
their resilient petals
High with our love
And down to earth
As the Springs fireflies wings
That with honey breezes sings
With a rare sweetness of mirth

And there upon the luminous shore
A majestic rainbow like a garden
Is grown
With our loves irises sown
Its rose spring moonlight
That waltzes in her hair
With sensual flair
Like a jazz festival and sunflowers fair

Reynaldo Casison

Your gaze has its pretty solitude
It has journeyed like the moonlight
Everywhere for the roses of love,
Yet within
sighs
The sweetest luminous rose
In heavenly repose

Within your beautys most tender kisses
Are realms that caress things
Like flowers, hope, and rain

Your pretty gaze naturally
unloosens us
Like the evenings roses
sunflowers and stars
Sigh within sigh
Blush upon blush
Gaze within gaze
And
Your firm vulnerabilities
Is the romance of exotic waves
With their demure salsa
To heavenly shores

I would love to glow
With the moonlights honey flow
And that exquisite thing about you
That unloosens and soothes
Like rose candlelight
Nothing is much sweeter
Besides the evenings rain,
The honey melodies
of your sweet beauty

Reynaldo Casison

The Vineyard
Is the splendid nectar
Of goddesses
Fine wine Caresses
To unwind upon earth

The moon wanes and waxes,
Waves waltz side by side
With the honey ebb and flow
Stars blush with roses

And the Vineyard
Still remains a Vineyard
Despite all that changes
She dances within stillness
And caresses

And the grapes dancers and mangos
Are asleep and awake
Within the dream of vineyards

Our love,
The soothing
Of entwined vines,
Deeply and sweetly
Within
The moonlit hips
And caress
Of the splendid vineyard

Reynaldo Casison

The spirit's board, a chess of silent grace,
Where goals, like pawns, find their appointed space.
Invest like rooks, in wisdom's sacred lore,
Mindful as bishops, what paths to explore.

Like queen, a heart that counsels, serves, and mends,
A gentle nurture, where true kindness blends.
Control your knights, your senses wild and free,
No overreach, in silent dignity.

Each day a gambit, new and bright unfold,
Accept the check, where patience makes you bold.
Forgive the captures, learn from every snare,
Humility's white king, beyond compare.

Black and white it seems, the boxes we stand
It's good, bad, all moves can't be preplanned
So with time, make the best of it
A soul is its very own mate.

If only I could stare into your deep blue eyes forever,
that I might get a glimpse into your soul.

If you'd dance with me once more,
so I can feel your hands on my waist.

And if you’d kiss me,
I'm afraid you'd make me believe in love.