WithIn The Honey
Of Sweet Maples,
Our Cares Melt Like Snow,
Where Our Love Like Sunflowers,
Irises, And Roses
Shall With Sweet Springs
and Further Summers
Exquisitely Grow,
Sighs WithIn Honey Sighs
Side By Side Upon Heavenly Shores
Moonlit With The Sweetest Love,
WithIn The VineYard
Of My Love,
Is A MidNight Star
That Hymns
Like The MoonLight
And Rain,
With Seven Heavenly Fine Wine Stars,
Their Tresses Modest And Golden,
While Their Exotic Beautys
And Loves
Shimmering
And Evening Dresses
Sparkle Sweet And Fine
Upon
The VineYard Vines Sublime
Reynaldo Casison