Her love rose in her dress,
As she felt how deeply,
She loved her,
As they slow danced,
And salsa danced,
By their love sofa,
In the jazz evening,
No other woman,
Person, or moon,
Had kissed her soul,
So lovingly and deeply,
as she does,
The irises sighed like her,
When she was in her lovers,
sweet exotic caress
Reynaldo Casison