The lovely ladies,
Are lounging upon their love sofa,
Strewn with a vivid array,
of casual and chic hats,

Flamenco sombreros,
Fine fedoras with lovely felt feathers,
Sensuous leather cowgirl hats,
Elegant sunhats with a piers coziness,
And their sweet cherry berets,

The exotic brunnette,
Sighs this flamenco sombrero,
Makes me want to salsa,
And does a mesmerizing,
Flamenco salsa so beautiful,
It brings mist to her golden haired lovers,
Tender fountain eyes,

With joyful mists flowing from her gaze,
She puts on a fine lavendar fedora,
And sighs,
This fedora makes me want to sway,
Like a cabaret,
And does a cabaret sway so sensually,
It brings kind and warm,
honey,
To her exotic brunnette lovers soul,

They cozy up with their sunhats,
Like they are nightingales,
Upon an evening harbor pier,
Their love aglow like an ethereal moon,

The golden haired lady sighs,
Tenderly,
These hats are so lovely and fine,
As the fine, fine wine,
Of your beauty,

The exotic brunnette,
Kisses her tenderly,
Puts a sunflower,
into her golden haired lovers,
Sunhat,
And gently places a sweet lavendar iris,
Upon her giddy and enchanted,
evening dress,
Between her tender translucent breasts,
That glow warmly,
Ethereally,
like their deep sweet love,
Like the moon
Reynaldo Casison