The Moon is dreaming,
With your luminous Beauty,
The honey waterfalls,
Of your soul and hips,
Mesmerize my gaze and love,
When your love blooms like roses,
Within your lighthouse garden,
Mango honey,
Ballerina gypsy of the vineyards,
Your Caresses waltz out,
of your dresses, shimmering stars,
Within the mist and plaza fountains,
Midnights with maples and candles,
Immaterial diamonds,
Everything exquisite is your accent,
Warm and soothing,
Gowned with nothing,
Besides the moonlights robes,
The midnight ballet,
of your hair,
And the vase is empty,
Of its rose bouquet,
That hymns in your sweet tresses,
Within your Bosom,
of voluptuous love,
Within your hips coves,
Of tenderness and honey,
I would love you to be,
My sultry sublime dove,
At peace with the gold,
Of our solitudes,
Together alone,
With our kisses,
of honey rain
Reynaldo Casison