To gaze at the Midnight moon

To gaze at the Midnight moon,

With the resplendence,

Of your Beautys sweet kiss,

Caress of the mango wind,

Through the maple trees,

The clouds are gentle,

And exquisite as the Spring roses,

In bloom,

Vivacious and serenely sultry,

As your Beauty,

Your brows,

thick as an enchanted rainforest,

Your blouse a loose midnight sky,

Your body more than its honey curves,

Your soul an infinite canvas,

I want to paint with loving stars,

Your exquisite lips,

Fine as surreal roses,

The love within my Soul,

Wants to sweetly kiss,

With sensuous and soothing hymns,

Gold of moonlight,

Diamonds of starry waves,

So any sadness waltzes,

Into pure bliss,

Your breasts, exotic islands,

Where the moonlight,

Lights our loves ethereal candles,

When your love loosens,

Its vintage corsets,

Caress of the mango wind,

With my love,

Waltzing,

through the deeply sweet rivers,

Of your honey tousled hair

Reynaldo Casison