Theres A Candle By Her Vintage Gown Poem by Reynaldo Casison

Theres a candle,
by her vintage gown,
That she longs to light,
Through chill and starry nights,

Theres a candle,
By her misty brow,
That she longs to warm,
and comfort her soul,
Like the summer sun,
to exotic moon,

To be a moonlit melody,
Upon the mango wind,
To light her candle,
By her vintage gown,
And misty brow,
With her love,
kind, sweet, and warm,
Within,
The jazz of its kiss and gaze
Reynaldo Casison