She wore the loveliest of gowns
In the evening light,
In deep warm glow of moon
She wore the loveliest of gowns,
So lovely her kindness,
She wore like Summer sun,
The cherry blossoms,
Upon her bosom, tenderly sung
She wore the loveliest of gowns,
Upon waxen shores,
And sunflower fields
She wore the loveliest of gowns,
In stark solitudes,
and midnights noons
She wore the loveliest of gowns,
Voluptuous,
in her ethereal beauty
She wore the loveliest of gowns,
The moon and its rose light
Reynaldo Casison
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