The lovely ladies,
Are enjoying some fine wine,
As lovely as their Beauty,
Upon their veranda,

It is another chill evening,
The maple trees have shedded,
Their green and golden autumn leaves,
Like the lovely ladies have let go,
of their cares and loosened their robes,

They gaze sweetly,
from sipping their fine wine,
To the sweet evening sky,
A beautiful moon glows,
luminously golden,
Like an ethereal candle,
Its as if it has caressed the vibrancies,
Of all the golden autumn leaves,
And is glowing with a golden hue,
So lovely the ocean waves,
shimmer a mellow blue,

The lovely ladies,
are blushing warm as roses,
In their cherry berets,
robes, and exquisite stilletos,
Sipping wine to the sway,
Of their veranda sunflower,
and iris petals garden,
Enjoying the beauty of a rare golden moon,
Glowing luminously with romance,

The exotic brunnette,
and her golden hair lover,
Begin to slow dance in a sweet trance,
the golden moon is glowing,
With their love, through their hair,
Caressing their flowing robes and heels,

The golden haired lady, tenderly sighs,
I wonder how many lovely ladies,
Drifters and lovers,
Are swaying warmly,
with their candles loving gaze,
And this lovely and unique,
golden luminous moon,

The exotic brunnette enchantingly hums,
The gypsies, drifters, and lovers,
Are dancing with us and our ever love,
With their souls, silohuettes,
and warm candles,
Glimmering and glowing,
With our love,
And tenderness,
of a golden luminous moon,

The lovely ladies gaze,
from their sweet brows,
To the luminous golden moon,
And the exotic shore,
Verandas are lit,
with a warm golden candle glow,
svelte and voluptuous silohuettes,
Sweetly swaying,
With the lovely ladies,
and the tender romance,
Of a luminous golden moon
Reynaldo Casison