They have danced the flamenco,
and salsa jazz,
The lovely and exotic ladies,
combing one anothers hair,
Golden and brunnette,
Curls and feathers, long and short,
And they love with exquisite kisses,
More than tears and sport,

They have waxed,
one anothers dancer legs,
Like the moon waxes the waves,

The moon like a hymn,
Is a comforting luminous robe,
For the lovely and exotic ladies,
Flowing hair and curves,
Shimmering, damp and warm,
in and out of their dresses,
Within their love caresses,

The sunflowers within the fields,
Of the noon brunch Sun,
Delight like croissants,
their sashay and waltz,

The lovely and exotic ladies,
Their love and beauty lounges,
within the petals,
And within the soul,

With their ever love,
They paint with candles,
the Midnight moon,
The lovely and exotic ladies,
Finer than the fine art they grace,
Their sensuous charms and honey,
And with their cherry on top berets,
Theyre pretty, sublime, and funny
Reynaldo Casison