woman upon the harbor boats

There are stars like champagne,

for you, 

You are beautiful with your love,

Within your cove of solitude,

The harbor boats are empty,

With deep moonlight,

and the tender silhouette,

of seagull wings,

Your fine wine body,

is still,

with them,

from so much swaying,

The  empty harbor boats,

with their windswept sails,

are like your lovers,

There is the waves soothing kisses,

in the fountain of your eyes,

combing your hair, sparkling brow,

and the mist of your evening dress,

And your hair is golden,

like the joy of sunflowers,

I would journey,

to every exotic vineyard,

and moonlit island,

for the comforting shores,

of your Beauty,

to be one of your friends and lovers,

and feel the solace,

of your love glistening,

like sweet diamonds,

If the tenderness of love,

within your fine wine soul,

loves the waves, wings, seashells,

and flowers of this poem,

than we are lovers,

with,

the champagne of infinite stars

Reynaldo Casison