The lovely ladies are lounging,
cozy within their loft,
They are in their evening robes,
They feel the most comfortable in them,
Even more than their glistening,
array of gowns,

Upon the enchanted veranda,
The sunflower and iris garden,
Sparkles incandescently,
With the stars and moon,

Sprawled like an enchanted rainforest,
Upon their love sofa,
The lovely ladies,
can see a flickering candle,
Its glowing sweet,
from the quaint lighthouse,
They romantically danced,
kissed, and swayed,
Within, many a crescent evening,
Their love glowing,
within their tender souls,
Ethereally like its candle,

The exotic brunnette kisses,
her golden haired lover,
sweetly upon the brow,
And hums,
How lovely our lighthouse candle,
Is glowing so tender,
with the shimmering waves,

Her golden hair lover tenderly sighs,
We love gazing at the shore waves,
Especially when the moon,
parts the midnight clouds,
And they shimmer so luminously,
Sweetly kissing our warm damp souls,
With a solace and love so enchanting,

The exotic brunnette,
Feels her soul sweetly glowing,
With a deep love and compassion,
For the exotic shore, sunflowers and irises,
and her golden haired lover,

Tender tears are flowing,
their sweet fountains,
From her smoky mascara eyes,
Her golden haired lover,
gently dries her sweet tears,
With sunflower petals,
from their veranda garden,

The exotic brunnette,
even sweeter,
Than the nightingales sighing,
Within the maple trees,
Sighs,
With our love,
For many crescents and infinite evenings,
The shimmers of the waves,
Shall glow more sweetly,
And luminous,
The moon glow,
blush and sway,
In its dress more tenderly,

With the moonlight our love shall glow,
With the waves shimmers, enchantingly,
The shimmers of the waves,
shall sweetly,
Hymn the tender ethereal melodies,
Of our ever love,
From wave to shimmering wave,
Nightingale to nightingale,
Gypsy to swaying gypsy,
Drifter to drifter,
Drifter to gypsy,
Lovely lady to lovely lady,
Dove to dove,
With a tenderness of moonlit love,

The lovely ladies deeply moved,
By the lighthouse candle,
And shimmering waves,
Loosen their robes, cares, and hair,
And kiss deeply and so sweetly,
With the waves shimmering,
And gently kissing the shore,
The moonlight illuminating,
their ethereal love,
And veranda garden
Reynaldo Casison