The lovely ladies,
Are lounging,
upon a tree,

Easing their minds,
In an enchanted forest,

The golden haired lady,
Has her dreamy head,
Upon the exotic brunnettes,
Sundressed lap,
As they enjoy fine forest,
Dining,
Wine,
And strawberries,

The exotic brunnette,
Combs her lovers golden hair,
And,
hums,
Our souls feel as one,
Enchanted,
Our Solitudes,
Caressed,
By our sweet ever love
Reynaldo Casison