The Sun shines its gold,
Upon the honey waters,
And The waves were made for a Beauty,
Like yours, exotic and silly,
With your graceful poses,
upon the glistening shore,
Evenings, all damp and sultry,
Salsa with one another,

The rain kisses like exquisite ballerinas,
And the stillness dances,
With your Sweet rhythms,

Sometimes a Nightingale hymns,
In the Spring evenings,
And its melodies is honey like the rain,

Intimately and vast,
The shore waves sigh and sigh,
There are so many stars,
That adorn the Moon,
The way I would love,
To adorn your Sensuous soul,
With kisses like hymn,
For our forever love,

Oftentimes, your rose kisses drift,
like Summer butterflies,
around the garden,
And through the vineyards,
In their fine red dresses,
To Loves voluptuous caresses,
And your Beauty shall not be forgotten,
With the sunset seagulls and pretty stars,
Along the Moonlit piers,

The exquisite and pretty stars,
Gazes at you with your Beauty,
And as you love me,
As I love you,
The Moon in the dream of sky,
Awakens to luminously glow,
With the gold of our love
Reynaldo Casison