We are like the seashells,
Upon the shore,
The waves hymn to us,
With soothing and exotic rhythms,
The stars gaze with us,
Entranced,
By the symphony,
of luminous waves,

The seagulls glide and fly,
Upon the wings,
of our sensuous sighs,
As the astronomers,
chill with the astronauts,
With their dreamy, starry,
and fantastic voyages,

The candle moon,
With its ethereal majesties,
Dreams to us, with our love,
Infinite in its caress,
Our tender and enchanted souls,
Sways honey,
As if our love is its own balm,
Like the moonlight,
Kissing,
the sweet sonata of waves,

Luminous seashells, still voyagers,
Sensuous modest shrines,
Of the warm and exotic shore,
We sashay,
with your damp velvet honey,
And caress,
the salve of your salsa waves
Reynaldo Casison