Sweet Balm

Your Soul with compassion,

Is aglow like a Midnight moon,

A lighthouse where drifters,

Wine and dine,

And it is Summer with your Beauty,

The vineyards caressed,

With mango wind,

You light your candles,

And repose within your dreamy robe,

I hymn to the Moon,

And the waves Shimmer,

And its Summer,

with your exotic Beauty,

The rain is Honey,

like your tousled hair,

I knew of those Summers,

When you would Jazz ballet,

The honeysuckles were sweet balm,

Like your enchanting waves and bows,

I adored your Beauty as I do now,

Like Irises waltz in a lighthouse,

With deep and pretty stars,

You mesmerize them,

And our Love gazes within,

A bouquet from the garden,

And it is Summer with your Beauty,

Its flowers you tend and nourish them,

There was a Rose that swayed,

The way that you Salsa and dance,

With sweet exuberance,

I love the Ballerina gypsy that sways,

And tenderly stays,

I adore her warm,

cool and exquisite rhythms,

There could be a cabaret,

in some lounge,

And your Love and Beauty,

would shimmy,

The sweetest,

Your Soul like honey waterfalls,

And it is Summer,

with your Beauty,

You frolic in the waves,

Like an enchanted mermaid,

And repose like fine wine,

Upon the shore,

And the Moon blooms luminous,

With our gardens and Rose stars

Reynaldo Casison