Is she real,
How can she be so Surreal,

She glows sweet,
With the Moon,

She exquisite and cool,
For her you play the fool,

Is she real,
How can she be so Surreal,

She sways sweet,
Like a Rose,
And glows with the Moon,

Shes exquisite and chill,
She has gardens,
and kisses to fill,

You can fly,
When your Love is high,
Even when all is still,
And you cant get enough,
of her Beauty
Reynaldo Casison