The lovely ladies,
Are within their loft,
Upon their cozy love sofa,

They are in their sweet cream robes,
and stilletos,
waxing one anothers dancer legs,
By the light of their lavendar candles,

Their goldfish is chilling,
in their luminescent,
Vibrant aquarium,
with the seashells,
the lovely ladies collected,
from their exotic shore,

As the golden haired lady is waxing,
her exotic brunnette lovers legs,
she tenderly sighs,
Do you think our goldfish,
is enjoying this,
as much as we are loving it,
The exotic brunnettes legs,
are gleaming like honey,
and she hums,
Our goldfish has a lovely and sweet life,
Gazing at us dancing, hymning,
and waxing our legs,
She has our love,
tenderness, and affection,

The golden haired lady sighs,
Our sweet goldfish,
shes probably thinking,
Those lovely ladies,
with their gleaming honey legs,
theyre pretty fine and sublime,
they get to dance and sway all evening,
And wax one another legs in between,
But these seashells are so fine and cozy,

The exotic brunnette enchantingly laughs,
And hums,
Dont worry our goldfish sweetie,
You have a lovely and sweet life,
And with your starry seashells and us,
You have the essence of exotic shores,
As well as our love for your delight,
To goldenly glow,
And like us in our robes,
you dont have to do any exotic chores,

The golden haired lady tenderly sighs,
Thats so sweet and funny,
Gazes at their goldfish,
sweetly gazing at them,
The way they gaze at the stars and waves,
And tenderly and sensuously,
gives her exotic brunnette friend,
and lover,
a sweet kiss upon her crescent hip,
And she gives her a tender kiss,
upon her brow,
Their dancer legs,
love, and sensuous souls,
Glowing like honey
Reynaldo Casison