Warmth of summer
And the moon
Dresses up
In its strawberry
Rarity
Her luminous sheen
Embraces
The wistful dancers
The horses gallop
The ladies in the vineyard
All longing for refreshment
The moon blushes in many
The moon blushes in many
Of its phases
Upon their breasts voluptuously
Upon their cheeks
Upon their brows
Resonantly
This evening
A strawberry glow
Upon their windswept brows
And parched cheeks
Resonantly
She gazes with her awe in her being
The Rarity of the Strawberry moon
Even the horses sigh
With her
The ladies in the vineyard
Take a breather
Reynaldo Casison