How Sweet she sways,
Within vineyards warm and fair,
And shedded her winter robes,
Caressing,
all of Springs majesties,
She is a gypsy of my love,
Exotically down to earth,
And ethereal as all that shines,
With the stars up above,
She hymned to me,
The exquisite rhythms,
Of her curves, the tender blush,
Of her Soul,
Of roses wept and roses dreamt,
and the sweet Beauty of her love,
She is like a sultry and sublime dove,
Whenever she sways,
in stillnesses gold,
My love to sweetly hold,
Exotic gypsy of my love,
Within the warmth and glow,
Of Midnight candles,
The garden of your hips,
Is the sweetest honey,
Our love a forever duet,
Of golden and ethereal eras,
As the waves shimmer to sigh,
With the luminous moon,
Tender, deep, and high,
Love stretches out like roses,
To the Moons caress
Reynaldo Casison