A hymn in a vineyard,
Where mangos glow with moon,

Maria hymns like a jazz nightingale,
Sweet and loving ditties,
For loves warm and tender titties,
For solacing kisses,
within her mango breasts,
Like resplendent,
and sighing wave crests,

With or without her robe or gown,
They are modest,
and the finest all around,
Whether warm and tender,
Upon the evening gallop,
Of pretty horses,
Or lounging by candlelight,
and moonkissed shore,
Sweet and loving ditties,
For Beautys warm and tender titties,
Hymns in an ethereal garden,
Where sunflowers and irises,
glow with moon,
And lillies dream,
Like crescents upon her brow,
Blushing kisses,
ever,
and,
Forevermore,
within her mango breasts,
Honeys sighing,
and ballerina wave crests,
dance like her to sanctuary and shore,
And she is as giddy exotic delights,
Her beauty galore,
Within the champagne caress,
Of,
Starry nights
Reynaldo Casison