Riviera gypsy,
at home amidst the harbor boats,
And Sun and Moonkissed shore,
Your tousled curls,
Evening waterfalls,
Of deep and sweet honey,
Allure of your vintage beauty,
Caressing like a bohemian wind,
Modern and further eras,
Like ethereal moon,
and candlelit hymns,
Golden and brunnette,
Honey hair versatile,
With its love,
Upon the veranda, piers, and shore,
Romancing waves,
And souls,
With our love,
We adorn with bows and roses,
To compliment and accentuate,
Your sweet salsa and ballet poses,
Your Beauty becomes our own,
Like waves upon the exotic shore,
The bohemian wind,
Dancing,
in your honey violin hair,
Sweet loves,
Damp loving waves,
Sultry moons,
With its chill and warm flair
Reynaldo Casison