A Painter to a Gypsy

Sighed a Painter to a Gypsy,

I'll paint you in my dreams,

With your love infinitely awake,

And Dancing,

your hair dressed in flowers,

You can wear any gown,

And sway all around,

Like a Midnight waterfall,

Or you can wear the Moonlight,

But you'll have to stay warm,

Chill and exquisitely Still,

In the Starry gardens of Night,

For our Loves delight,

The Painter painted her Salsa beauty,

The Gypsy wore her Love,

Like her Shimmering gowns,

And the Moonlight,

A Sublime dove,

Her Exotic eyes,

were like sweet bouquets,

Blooming ethereal love

Reynaldo Casison