Lady In a Purple Dress
She has caressed the grace of twilight,
beauty, in the fine fibers of a purple dress,
And I have felt in a gaze,
Its gregarious sanctities,
A rose moon blush,
upon a mango tree and garden,
A kiss of moon,
And,
A siesta of stars dreams,
Through her dark sweet hair,
A steeple chimes in the skys starry eyes,
As the hem of her purple dress sways,
Like flirting seagulls,
Upon sun warmth piers,
And sandy beaches,
What is the shores love to you,
How do their wings fly,
What vibrancy is her friends tears,
Why is the moon so high,
When one feels low,
Desiring to blissfully glow,
Always her beauty sighs,
And gallops,
Through midnight hymns,
for vibrant and lost sunrises
Reynaldo Casison
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