The lovely ladies,
The golden haired one,
And exotic brunnette,
Are at a bonfire,
Upon an exotic shore,
The one where they met a mermaid,
From a lavendar ocean,
That styled their lovely hair,

Well the hairdresser mermaid,
Drifts from the waves,
To their lovely stilletos,
And warm loving embrace,

The golden haired lady,
Sighs,
And dances in the warm bonfires,
Silhouette,
For the mermaid,
And her exotic brunnette lover,
It feels good for her to dance,
Again, shes so good the way,
She dances,
Even the bonfires on fire,
And even the shore mists,
With their sweet souls,
and moonlit waves,

The mermaid,
Is Besides herself,
Blissing her mermaid way,
And does the lovely ladies hair,
With innovative sensual waves,
The lovely ladies,
Are so over the moon,
They are kissing,
And waxing stars,
As they lovingly caress,
And kiss the magical kind mermaid,
As she drifts,
into the shimmer,
of waves,
And lavendar moonlight
Reynaldo Casison