Vintage beauty,
Your gaze warms the night sky,
and is too pretty for most gardens,
What is hymning within your soul,
shall sparkle with its heavenly stars,

With you is the stillness of noon,
And the resonant glow of moon,
Your love flows,
like the wax of midnight candles,
And you sway within sunset horizons,
With your vast hem,
of melodies and lillies,

Vintage beauty,
You have sighed like irises in the wind,
And our love wants to go on sighing,
Between hips, souls, and stars,
You are short yet tall,
Like wings you transcend it all,
Eras, gardens, and shores,

Your beauty caresses like a vineyard,
Sometimes you are dressed like a cabaret,
Some sweet evenings,
its the loving moonlight,
You wear,
And some cool and warm midnights,
Your love wears the candlelight,

Vintage beauty,
You are more than nostalgia,
You are the present,
of a tender crescent,
You are modern as a starry,
and moonlit kiss,
You dreamt and nightingales swooned,
Like irises,
hymning within your soul
Reynaldo Casison