The Strawberry moon

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