Where did that Exotic pretty Nightingale sway,
WithIn Reverie, I hymn,
Where did that Voluptuous,
svelte Vineyard sway,

She spread her Compassionate love,
Like her Nightingale wings,
Where did she waltz, So Exquisite,
The Rhythms of her Beauty,

All through Midnights,
Our love lights its candles,
Where did that Sweet gypsy salsa,

Sway to the shore,
with the Evening drifters,
That Soul caressing Beauty,
Is that where she sways,

Waltz in the garden,
With the Sunflowers and Irises,
That Voluptuous, svelte Salsa rose,
They love the way she sways,

That Sunset mallard,
Upon the lavendar calm,
Of the lake,
Was its Chill glance,
Enchanted by her Warm flamenco dance,

Her Misty, sultry eyes,
Are like Starry evening fountains,
Diamond in the Vast sky,
She sparkles like your Champagne,

All through the Evening,
I Gaze WithIn the Moon of Reverie,
Her Sweet pretty Soul,
Like a Honey waterfall,

When her Beauty is Fine wine,
She is a Ballerina gypsy,
Of the Worlds gardens and Vineyards,
Her Beauty has no bounds,
It Sways all around,

The Moon always glows,
Somewhere,
In the Vast sky,
And she waltzes like Honey,
WithIn,
The Love of our Souls
Reynaldo Casison