Her Rose Beauty Poem by Reynaldo Casison

As she stretches,
Her Rose beauty,
The Stars are luminous flowers

Is there anything lovelier,
Than a serene and exotic woman,
Dancing through the rain,
In its naked gowns of Symphony

As she stretches,
Her Iris Beauty,
The Crescents,
are jazz and doves

Is there anything more lovelier,
Than a generous and exotic woman,
Dancing in the naked beams,
Of its gowns

As she stretches,
With Beauty,
The Stars are luminous flowers,
The Crescents, verses,
Infinite with jazz and doves,
And her Ethereal beauty
Reynaldo Casison