Within the sighing mango trees,
Sweet nights gently lights,
Her starry visage,
Evening and midnight loves,
Bloom there,
Nightingales sigh,
with their ensemble,
Of sensuous and tender melodies,
As jazz plays in vintage cabarets,

The lovely ladies, ethereal lovers,
Gaze deep and sweet,
Into one anothers starry eyes,
Not wanting to say goodbye,
As their love caresses all around,
Like a vineyard,
Their romance,
has sweet and tender vines entwined,
Feeling their love,
and hems glistening,
Within the sighing mango trees,
their sweet souls,
and within every heavenly star,
Hymning within,
The night sky
Reynaldo Casison