Bohemian women

She lifts her hem,

like wandering petals,

in still repose

Her dark deep hair dances,

like wandering stars,

in luminous sway

Their gaze reminiscent,

of lovelorn starry nights,

And carefree shores

Bohemian women,

Their hips,

flowing with honey and love,

sweet rhythms,

Bohemian women,

like wandering willows,

Loosen in their evenings solemn,

And vibrant gardens

Reynaldo Casison