Salsaland

 

With her fine wine beauty,

She swayed like an exotic flower,

In the sweet realms of salsa land,

 

Dreamy yet charmingly,

down to earth,

Laidback as the sunset seashells,

and gregarious romance,

She sashayed upon the shore,

Lighthouse and candle waves,

With an endearing warmth,

And a relaxing Beauty,

Warmly Compassionate,

as gypsy flamenco dancers,

comforting as evening fountains,

 

Her sweet hair,

seemed to dance,

In the margarita wind,

Like they were lovers,

With the cinematic starry skies,

and shore waves shimmering sighs,

 

She exquisitely danced,

in the salsa land,

Of dreams,

to casually wander,

from flower to flower,

Rose to irises, daffodils to lotus,

Lillies to sunflowers,

To our ethereal garden,

of starry diamond stillness,

Sunset sun kissed with lavendar calm,

Midnight moon glowing,

With luminous radiance

Reynaldo Casison