Reynaldo Casison

The tears candle

Her mascara kissed eyes,

Is filled with the depths,

Of midnight lakes,

Tears flow like starry rivulets,

Upon her exotic, Moonlit face,

And the tears candle is lit,

By all that is Beauteous,

The tears candle is lit,

By all that is longing,

For Solace, warmth, love, and Beauty

Reynaldo Casison