She dresses her solitude

She dresses her solitude,

In the candles warm gaze,

It is lit by her love and a sweet hymn,

To warm and soothe the tears,

Her brows are an earthy elegance,

With enchanted wings,

That caresses a vineyards expanse,

And high surreal stars,

intimate with the shores,

and tender mists,

She dresses her solitude,

In the moons luminous,

and compassionate gaze,

When all is chill,

and the waves wear,

her moonlit robes,

Her comfort glows within,

The melodies diamonds,

The candles cool and warm kiss,

The moons starry sonatas,

waltzing,

with her warm and deep solitude,

the honey of jazz

Reynaldo Casison