Suncaressed,
A feather in her cap,
The gaze in her eyes,
Is one of warm sunflowers,
And kind desire,
Her love,
A tender bonfire,
In the naked fields of gold,
The gaze in her eyes,
Is one of kind desire,
And warm sunflowers,
Her Beauty,
A tender sensual bonfire,
Within the sunflower shores of love
Reynaldo Casison