Of all the pretty flowers,
Irises,
Evening stars,
Crescents,
And midnight moons,
Waves upon the lakes,
And shores,
My eyes have ever gazed,
Upon,
And my soul,
Its beauty,
felt,
One of the loveliest,
Beauties,
Is you,
With its rare modesties,
Otherworldly,
Exotic,
Earthy,
And ethereal
Reynaldo Casison