Even when shes still she sways,
In loose and fine robes,
She dances like Summer stars,
Of dreamy nights,
In winters glowing candles,
While the moonlight sashays,
In her shimmering dress,
and sunkissed sandles,

Even when shes still she sways,
In loose and sweet rhythms,
The shore is kissing,
With nostalgia and warmth of hues,
The translucent hills and honey coves,
Of her exotic being,
Caressing her blues,

As she unwinds like jazz and dream,
More than garment and wine,
In stillness and sway,
She dances like diamonds divine,
with the pour of the sublime
Reynaldo Casison