Let it light up  
A candle in front of the mirror.  
Ah, wild glimpses—  
Ultimately nuanced,  
An enduring treasure,  
Eternity in shadow,  
Gently showing up.  

Dear, the buzz is all in bloom.  
Without one, nothing is whole.  
The sun scrolls down in sizzling gold,  
Never derailing, never sliding back,  
Looping into the shrouded night.  
The color is half full, half light,  
Hues reflecting a zillion stars.  

Time moves in discovery,  
Ever burning the midnight oil—  
The humble moon,  
Lingering beneath your midnight-black locks.  
The color, the fire—will it be the first to spot  
Your veiled face, the true morning rose?

My unfurl in sun,  
Your stem, a jagged thick thorn.  
Rose red, open full.  

Is heat this way. Along,  
Incandescence’s path,  
Chasing my bare back, and,  
******* yourself as you,  
Walk down the hall, catching up to me.  
With your front to me.  
Walking straight,  
In the wall,  
Down the hall,  
With roses leading the way, and,  
You,  
Pressing me,  
Into the shadow’s umbra, outlined by,  
Where the sun hits last in the day.  
You cannot wait.  
So then I feel,    
You full in me.  
Chasing light, sliding,  
Down the wall with your arms wrapped,  
Your hands surrounding me.  
One clenching my thigh,  
One holding my face, all around,  
My throat.  
Before we,  
Hit the floor.  
And before we,  
Make our way,  
Towards the end of the hall.

Whenever the Moon
Like a Rose blushes
I fall in love with you
Again and again
Morning to midnight petals
Moonlit wave within wave
Candle sigh within sigh

Reynaldo Casison

With you the Moon
is a bouquet of Roses
Glowing within the sweet vineyard
Of the evening sky
blessed with pretty serenades
For ordinary folks and romantics
Like me and you
That stretches beyond the blue

Where Our love
is golden,
Within its petals and caresses,
While you wear my loves flowers
In the honey of your tresses,
The waves waltz
In their natural dresses,
To heavenly shore

Within this sweet vineyard
Our love is a Summer waltz
That is always luminous and kind,
Things are sublime like fine wine
And everybody is in love
With one another and themselves
Like a pretty festive cruise

Reynaldo Casison

Warmth of a rose ballerina
Salsa waves
That rather not fight
Feeling the luminous shore
Like jazz and songs

She doesnt mind
How clumsy one may be
They can appreciate her
moonlit grace
All the more

With love she caresses
Every season
Even March opens its drowsy gaze
To her Rose stars
Intimate and afar

Beauty that is what moves us
Rhythms like candles sweetly ablaze

Rain is reminiscent
Of her Beautys honey
Swaying
in the stillness and breeze

The fine wine ones are their own
canopy and vineyard

Feel the roses and sunflowers
Bloom in the irises of moonlight

Reynaldo Casison

Wild night, the salsa rose
Sighs like candles
And dreams
of sweet love and
cool rain

Reynaldo Casison

First Spring rose
Even the Rain
Blushes naked with moonlight

Reynaldo Casison

When the Moon is a Rose bouquet
With a garden of loving stars
Love is a Cabaret

Reynaldo Casison

We shall caress within

      Until the love in our Souls entwine

Like sublime vineyard vines

Married with the Sweet and modest

    Romance of the moonlight

You shall sweetly embrace

             like a salsa rose

The Exquisite Sanctities

of the Candle Moon deep within

The fine wine vineyards of your *******

     Moonlit dolphins shall leap

With endearments and sweet bliss

     Whenever you tousle the honey

Of your hair with our love there

   Sweetly deeply within you

       And the rose gold of the moon

      Waltzing like Rose waves

         to Luminous Shores

With fine mystic robes

        of the Midnight moonlight

I shall unravel the exquisite mysteries

   Of you

      Sweet evening rain kisses

          Within kisses,

   Midnight sigh upon sigh,

     Candle caress within Candle caress

and why my love comes

Back to your tender

        and honey sanctuaries

                     And

Our love Shall be on honeymoons

    Within the Infinite with its

Heavenly vineyards of roses and stars

Reynaldo Casison

A Rose Midnight
Together alone
With deep Stars and Sweet Moons

Reynaldo Casison