Some midnight, when you happen,
To light your candles,
The midnight stars,
Shall be awakening,
from their sunset slumbers,
Upon the drifting cushion of clouds,
And,
You'll gaze within,
Like gazing at Starry nights,
Caressing the yin and yang,
Like Summer winds,
Caressing gardens,
As your robe accentuates the irises,
and roses,
Your love has gifted you,
You'll paint the melodies,
Of your still and gypsy loves,
Like painters dreaming vibrant rivieras,
The moon shall beam,
with your candles glow,
And your endearing Beauty,
That sighs sweet and warm,
With their tender bonfires,
Your Solitude a mango vineyard,
With soothing harmonicas,
and,
sweet violins
Reynaldo Casison