The First Midnight Candle
Sighed To Other,
Her Beauty Lit Our Love,
We Shall Keep Her Beauty
And Love Warm
Through The Midnights
And Soothe
To The Morning Light
In Their Sweet Warm Glow
The Clouds Like Rose Gypsies
Drifts On By
While Her Exotic Beauty Unwinds
Like A Summer VineYard
Sigh Upon Sigh
The Candelabra Of Midnight Candles
Like The Golden Candle Stars
Sparkling Upon The Maples,
Were Like Cool Drifters,
Mellow And Sultry
As Moonlit Waves
Upon Heavenly Shore
Who Felt Love For The First Time,
The Moonlight
With Her Exotic Sweet Beauty,
Pours Its Fine Wine
Honey,
And
Love Sublime
Reynaldo Casison
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For many loved her but only knew the beating her heart! An aside inspired while reading this excellent poem.
Thanks arqios Glad You Enjoyed It
You’re welcome 🙏🏻🕊👍🏻
Nicely done, Reylaldo. A fine write.
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