The lovely ladies are lounging,
Upon their love sofa,
reminiscing,
About their first gaze,
at one anothers lovely eyes,

The golden hair lady combs her fingers,
through the exotic brunnettes hair,
And tenderly sighs,
Did you think I was straight,
When we first gazed at each other,
Like we gaze at the night stars,

Her exotic brunnette friend and lover,
enchantingly hums,
Well, sweetie, at first I thought,
you are like the loveliest flower,
I'd ever seen, and that I'd love to sway,
and dance with her,
And that shes really pretty,
And straight as a vase,
in a Matisse painting,

The golden hair lady sweetly laughs,
And sighs,
Well, darling, I've been hurt so much,
Before our gazes first kissed one another,
That I let go of my longings for love,
Then like an enchanted ballad and hymn,
your beauty danced,
To my soul,

Her exotic brunnette lover,
enchantingly hums,
Well youre about as straight,
as an exquisite vase,
and the loving flowers,
and curves of this kiss,
and tenderly kisses her,
upon her brow,
Her sweet lips and soul,
and,
the harbor crescents of her hips
Reynaldo Casison