Honeysuckle moons

Was there ever a song,

As sweet as the honeysuckles, 

Of our youth and it's moons,

How we fell in love with beauty,

The honeysuckles

Of her beauty, its sublime nectar of love,

The melodies of her loveliness,

The balm of her warm rhythms,

Her vibrant dresses,

of exotic Nature,

Her carefree Fervors,

The evening lakes and dance,

In stillnesses, and midnights,

Sweet as honeysuckles

Reynaldo Casison