Are you dreaming,
The moon,
Is dreaming with you,

In your gaze,
In your starry daze,
In your field,
In your fortress,
In her dress,

We rarely see the Sun,
Where lots of roses,
And sunflowers,
Have fun,

Then they fold,
Their red and golden petals,
With the evening winds,
And they dream,
With the moon,
For peace, love, and warmth,

Some gone too soon,
Some hot as the chime of noon,
Some still sighing,
In dreams,
With the moon,
High,
In the sky,
Some dancing,
Through mango vines,
Some chill as a seashell,
The moon is dreaming,
With us, for a sweet caress,
From sunflower petal,
to crescent hips
Reynaldo Casison