Sighs of her Salsa hem

Upon an exotic shore,

She danced with a flair all her own,

Her love for Moonlight and starry hymn,

Naked as a seashell,

Modest, warm and wistful,

The sighs of her Salsa hem,

With its warm rhythms,

Surreal,

Dances between the sweet palm trees,

Violin wind, and melodious,

Mellow moon

Reynaldo Casison