The lovely ladies,
Are relaxing,
upon a hammock,
Its a nice lavendar polyester one,
Between two exotic palm trees,

They are chill and exuberant,
From the sweet bellydancers,
Mesmerizing bonfire dance,
She was so sweet,
that she gave the lovely ladies,
A bouquet of irises,
And the exotic brunnette graciously,
Gave the sweet bellydancer,
Her cherished bongos,
The golden haired lady,
Gave her a lovely sunflower and kiss,
They caressed sweetly,
And the sweet bellydancer,
Swayed soothingly into the sunset,

Upon their polyester lavendar hammock,
The lovely ladies are enjoying,
Some margaritas,
And reminiscing about the sweet bellydancer,
The hammock is romantically strewn,
with the irises bouquet she gave them,
And they are wearing chic sunhats,
With their sunflower and iris skirts,

The exotic brunnette hums,
That sweet bellydancer,
was mesmerizing,
Pure magic,
The golden haired lady sweetly sighs,
She was otherworldy yet down to earth,
Her rhythms like these shore waves,
Were so lovely and soothing,

The exotic brunnette hums,
Its so cozy with you sweetie,
Upon this dreamy hammock,
With the moonlight kissing us,
with the shimmering waves,
And these nice palm trees,
Its cool to relax and unwind,
After so much sweet dancing,
And tenderly kisses,
her golden haired friend and lover,
Upon the caress,
of their lavendar polyester hammock
Reynaldo Casison