Enchanted,
Enchanted you are,
you are sweet as your crescent kissed hips,
Svelte in plaid,
naked, or holding an umbrella,
Through the evening rain,

You have the fine curves,
Of a vineyard in March,
With its delight of blossoming,
The sunflowers feel,
with the honey rain,

Enchanted, you have the svelte poise,
Of a dolphin at peace,
in the damp moonlight,
The grace of a jazz ballet dancer,
In its rivulet cascades,

Enchanted, you are voluptuous,
with a compassion of love,
You have an innate love for doves,

You are svelte and modest,
as a Naked moon,
In France, dressing the riverias,
With a Matisse vibrancy,

You have lillies and roses,
In the garden of your hair,
Enchanted you are demure,
as your midnights wine,

Enchanted you are chill and lavendar,
As Summer in the shores,
gregarious and shy sunset,
And diamond waves,
With your beauty you light your candles,

Enchanted, you are majestic,
And down to earth,
As your mascara,
With eyes, smoky, rosekissed,
And the evenings are reborn,
With stars and their love,
As You let go of your sufferings,
Do a sweet salsa and unwind,

And Its as if the shore of our longings,
Has caressed the coves of your love,
Your moonlight glows,
Undresses,
Gives its irises,
And,
becomes a shimmering wave
Reynaldo Casison