A lovely lady,
In summer dress,
Sits sweetly,
Upon a bench,
tender kisses of Breeze,
serenading,
Her,
Through the petals,
of her Sunkissed hair,

Sun, like a bonfire orange,
Tossed like a frisbee,
To orbit in the lavendar,
sunset sky,

Lovely ladies,
Sitting upon the bench,
Sweet in the moment,
While the sunflower petals,
Are swaying,
In the winds,
In the fields,
Not knowing,
How beautiful they are,
Yet feeling lovely,
In its warm and cool,
Caresses
Reynaldo Casison