Its her Beauty in Slow motion,
Its the Full moons glow,
Its her hem and her Love,
Sensuous as jazz,
And Cool pizazz,

Its a Garden that Exquisitely sways,
With the Loving wind,
And Fireflies like candles,
Leaning to the Evening shore,
Of your Wonder and your Love,

Shes like the Midnights,
Giving hymn to Water,
And Sweet Melodies to Honey,
The Mango wind,
That cruises,
And Caresses all of her,
The Rhythms of her tousled hair,
with the Waltzing still Vineyards,
All the more Surreal,
By the Rainbow through the clouds
Reynaldo Casison