I gave her a hymn to be as candle,
To keep her kind and warm,
Within the sultry wax,
of melodies sweet,
And with enchanted brow,
The Rose moon,
with champagne stars,
to greet,
The jazz and flamenco gypsys,
caressed it,
With compassionate love,
And wore it like a comfy gown,
Their love and souls,
naked as their hips,
Danced,
In the vineyards,
moonlit gaze
Reynaldo Casison