With dreaming love,
And wings of her enchantment,
She gazed sweetly,
at the Midnight moon,
The clouds,
drifted like cabaret boats,
That like luminous moons,
and sunset suns,
were lovers,
In the golden harbors,
and gardens of eternity,
The moonlight beamed,
With the symmetries of a rose,
and exotic hues of her love,
And dressed her,
In its luminous robe,
Her soul was tenderly kissed,
And her Beauty sighed,
Aww thank you, you are so kind,
Mademoiselle luna,
My love feels sublime
Reynaldo Casison
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