Her Moonlit Ways Poem by Reynaldo Casison

She flips the pages,
The way she flips her hair,
With grace, her Soul,
With grace, her love

She drinks the stanzas,
The way her soul,
Drinks wine,
With love,
With enchantment

She Embraces the melodies,
The way her dress,
Comforts and warms
Her body, the way her dress
And evening Embraces the moon

As she flips the pages,
She flips her hair,
As she relaxes,
In the warm moonlight

Reynaldo Casison