Ballerina gypsy

There is a ballerina gypsy,

who lounges,

Sweetly within my Soul,

She has swayed in gardens,

and vineyards,

To our loves infinite shore,

She has felt within her Moonlit robe,

The starry kiss of always,

Her love for the one who hymns,

for her Beauty,

Exquisite flowers dance,

Like her in the sunflower fields,

within the midnight candles,

Of all the diamond stars,

And salsa upon the Maple boughs,

The moon seems to glow,

With the tender luminosities,

Of her Beauty and our love,

A sweetness reminiscent,

of bouquets,

Duets with the Spring breeze,

This exquisite sweetness,

That Caresses,

with the shimmering sighs,

of the waves,

the modest and honey coves,

Of her Soul

Reynaldo Casison