She lays down,
Like a summer sunflower,
Hymning for moon,

Her hair long,
As a sunflower day,
And golden,
As a river,
In evenings gaze,

Her candles,
Are lovely,
In her warm solitude,
That loosens,
With her gown,

They are lit,
With the love,
Of her love,
Glowing,
Warm and sweet,
In the candlelit midnight
Reynaldo Casison