I gazed at a Summer rose,
And moon,
In awe and wonder,
Of their splendors,

And to the Summer rose I sighed,
What is the color of your love,
Is it blue as a moon that shines,
every once in awhile,
Is it red as a rose with its compassion,
and its forever,

With Summer roses and moons,
That lovely lady sure has style,

What is the color of your love,
and pure magic,
Let it be like a Summer exotic rose,
With its sweet passion,
and forever,
A diamond moon,
that luminously glows,
and shines,
And,
Your love, your beauty is fine
Reynaldo Casison