Her Beauty in the Jazz evening

Reynaldo Casison

In the jazz,

Of evening,

She opens the rose curtains,

Of her gown,

To the warm,

Fresh gaze of moon,

Her Beauty glows,

In its Demure fountain,

Enchantment of irises and stars,

As She dances her salsa,

In the stillness of rivers,

Warmth of serenities,

Fields of love,

Smooth as rose petals,

And melodious kisses,

Upon her luminous breasts

Reynaldo Casison

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