Fountains, of Ever Giving volumes Poem by Reynaldo Casison

Depthful Magic,
Like a fountain,
of ever giving Volumes,
You drenched,
with mauve Splendors,
Sprouting murals

We are relaxing,
Within a poignant village,
Bedecked with vivacious firs,
Stirring palm trees,
And a Transcendent touch,
of Pine,
The tender tug and Voluminous,
Caress of utter marvel

Longing resonates within us,
So Strongly

We are Soothing flowing coasts,
And I can feel the exotic primacy,
Of thy shoulders sighing now,
Serenely churning,
With the motion of oars,
As if upon a marvelous stream,
Of Radiant gaze

Outstretching beams,
tingle upon the sublime,
Undulations,
As you nod with Gorgeous desire,

Festively,
Eloquent soaring and cascades,
Thy bosom quaking with birds
'Songs of Pleasures and longing'
Reynaldo Casison