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Dream dancer

Dream dancer   In her sheer brassiere, And moon rhythms galore, She dances like a dream,   Lovely as a bunny, She's sweet like that, She's sweet like that, She's sweet like that,   Lovely, With moon rhythms Galore, Dream dancer, She dances like a dream, She's sweet like that, She's sweet like that, She's sweet like that, She dances like a dream, She dances like a dream Reynaldo Casison

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Blush of moon

Blush of moon   They danced all night, To the morning light, The rose moon Blushed with love,   Dance all night, To the morning light, In rhythms and stillness, The rose moon blushes with love,   They danced all night, With the wine of their dreams, The rose moon Blushed with love   They danced all night, to the morning light, The rose moon Blushes with love Reynaldo Casison  

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Festival sunset

Festival sunset   In her comfy robe, She's fine, In the festival sunset,   In her evening dress, She's sultry and kind, In the festival sunset,   A gem like sapphire, Warm like a songs kiss, Upon her voluptuous bosom, She feels from within,   Her fine long dark hair, Flows in the festival sunset, For the blush, of midnights moonlight, For the warm blush, Of her voluptuous body, Within midnigh

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Woman in tweed

Woman in tweed   Woman in tweed, She's an exotic seed, of gardenesque, Loveliness,   Your love for the cinematic skies, Shines sweetly, In your dreamy eyes,   Sweet woman, In tweed, She laughs and cries, Simultaneously, With the tenderness of lakes rare, And doves sigh, With the Moonlights love and care,   Woman in tweed, The enchantment of beauty salons, Where roses become irises, Sings

Many petals, many stars

Many petals, many stars   In the fields of sunshine and gold, She is many petals of Beauty, She is many stars of Love,   Within, her dresses, Exotic, casual, and luminous, She is many petals of love, She is many stars of Beauty,   In the naked fields, Of iris lakes and Moon, She is many petals, She is many stars, Of Beauty and love Reynaldo Casison        

Tambourine Woman of a Matisse painting

Tambourine Woman, Of a Matisse painting   Upon the vibrant green couch, Her Beauty reclines, Laid back as a lilly,   Her lavender robe, Loose and carefree, Upon the voluptuous, Elegant curvatures, Of her Tambourine body,   The moonlight, Caresses, Her, In melodious repose, And the Compassionate lamp, Of her honey breasts,   Her loveliness, Lit like a candle, Serene passion of roses,

Festival of Sounds

Festival of sounds   Festival of sounds, Vibrating colors, Expanse of Day, Pouring through the Vivacious sunsets, Marigold and fragrance, Unto thy Evening rapture,   I feel you there, comfortably, Sway filled pasture and luscious patio,   You stand with such exquisiteness, Taking it all in, a becalming Beauty, Like a fountain, of exuding ivory and vinegar,   Hundreds of wonderful souls, Adorn the halls of t

Luminous and exotic lady

Luminous and exotic lady   Luminous and exotic lady, The moon that solaces the mangos, That orchestrates, The passion of ocean waves, And calms the iris lakes, Has dressed your honey body, And exotic eyes, Caresses your hips, With my love, And its crescents,   In the evening fields, You are like an exotic butterfly, And a warm lady upon a serene piano, Within their coves, The moon gifts its luminous melodies,

Women with guitar

Women with guitar   In her dress, Of love and warmth, She kisses her guitar, Like a lover, Sensually,   She plays her guitar, Like a wand, Melodious vibrancies,   Divine, earthy, and Supernova woman, With a guitar, Caresses the careworn, And carefree, Gardens, Of our souls,   She's made of love, Stars, and dreams, She's made of Stars, Love, and dreams Reynaldo Casison      

Dancing in Serenades

Dancing in serenades   She's a masterpiece, Dancing, In Moonlit serenades,   Her Beauty is sweet shores, Its kiss is sweet shores, It's dress is sweet shores   She's a masterpiece, Dancing, In serenades,   Her eyes, Violins and roses    Her Beauty is sweet shores, Its kiss is sweet shores, Its dress is sweet shores,   Her hips, Crescents and irises,   She's a masterpiece,

Evening song

Evening song   In the evening, She hums a pretty tune, Like a Nightingale, In her velvet gown,   In the evening, She hums a lovely tune, Like a Nightingale, In her stilletos,   In the evening, She hums like a Nightingale, In her velvet gown and stilletos,   In the evening, She is a pretty Nightingale, in love,   In the evening, She is a pretty Nightingale, in love, In the evening,

Evening hymn

Evening hymn   This is an evening hymn, Besides the willow tree, She danced, And as she's sighing for you, Her love is glowing, With sweet desire   And upon the Moons canvas, I dreamed, That it was hymning for her, And with its gaze of stars, Her love is glowing, With sweet desire   This is an evening hymn, Underneath the moon, She danced, And as she's sighing for you, Her love is glowing, Wi

Salsa dancers and seagulls

Salsa dancers and seagulls   If we were Salsa dancers, We would dance, Through the midnights in a daze, In our own carefree way, We would wear exotic gowns, Upon our svelte bodies, That Shimmered like tambourines, In the Dazed, And carefree crowds eyes, They would sigh, And kiss our hems, With bouquets of sweet irises, Love like jazz would abound, As our warm rhythms unwound, But we're not Salsa dancers, We're j

Salsa beauties

Salsa beauties   Sometimes the evenings are sad, Sometimes the evenings are glad, Sometimes the evenings are lemons, Sometimes the evenings are starry bright   Dance on, Dance on, your Salsa beauty, Dance on your Salsa beauties,   The kiss of your Beauty, Is exotic, The kiss of your Beauty, Is honey, The kiss of your Beauty, Is the comfort of rain   If I could make the lake gardens, Sing with swee

Stillnesses of their Salsa beauties

Stillnesses of Salsa beauties   Salsa in stillness, Exotic flower, Caressed within exotic flower, Their rare beauties, Accentuates, Each others dreamy Silhouettes, Like Solemn and vibrant hues, Upon a Spring evenings canvas, from casual to shimmering gowns, Exotic flower, Caressed within exotic flower, Sweet stillnesses, Of their Salsa beauties, Within the strewn, Resilient, Petals of their love Reynaldo Ca

Sleep to cherish

Sleep to cherish   In the middle of noon, I'll sleep to cherish, The dream of you, And awaken to Love,   I'll sleep to cherish, Sleep to cherish, And awaken to your love,   In the Midnights warm hymn, I'll sleep to cherish, The dream of you, And awaken to your Love, Lovely lady,   I'll sleep to cherish, Sleep to cherish, Sleep to cherish, And awaken to your Love, Lovely lady,   Your

Iris gallop

Upon her saddle, Majestic as a Lily and hymn, Sweet gallop of her love and Beauty,   Ray of Sun, Beam of moon, Damp gallop of her Beauty,   Deeper than irises, Her bouquets of sighs, Undresses star by Star, Like Summer caresses Spring   Beams of moon, Rays of sun, Warm gallop of her love,   Deeper than irises, The gallop of her love, The gallop of our love, Caresses star by star Reynaldo Casi

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Pine

You Abide in, Rhythm, You arch, More of Pleasure, You Stretch out, More of Spirit,   You Thirst and Pine More, For Song   'Songs of Pleasures and longing' Reynaldo Casison

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Sweet as honeysuckles

Was there ever a song, As sweet as our youth, And its moons,   How we fell in love, With Beauty, The honeysuckles Of her Beauty, It's Sublime nectar of love, The melodies of her loveliness, The balm of her warm rhythms,   Her vibrant dresses, Of exotic Nature, Her carefree Fervors, The evenings lakes and dance, In stillnesses and Midnights, Sweet as honeysuckles Reynaldo Casison      

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Like a waltz, gallop, and a dream

Like a waltz, gallop, and a dream   How would it feel, To walk, In her lovely cowboy boots   Would you be able, To cha cha and salsa, Like a dream and sweet butterfly   Would you feel, Her Curvaceous inner beauty, And voluptuous rhythms, Of her love   Would you feel, Love for mallards, Upon common and eclectic lakes   And gallop, Like bright, wild horses, Upon the carefree shores,  

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The harmonica player

The harmonica player   She plays her harmonica, from the depths, of her Sensuous spirit,   Like Caressing a lover, warm glances of Moonlight,   The scales of her blues, With Love, soothing waves, Turns into Jazz   The honey trees, With it's leisure of leaves, and night owls, embrace her sweet harmonies, In the chill ambience Reynaldo Casison  

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The mural makers

The mural makers   The mural makers, are a cool, warm bunch, Hip to Arts sacred and common, undulations   Piece by piece, Heart with heart, With a unity of Spirit, In an isolated world   They beautify, The environment, From the dust of yearning, The crescents of Splendors   Like evening Stars, Kissing a desolate patio   Their masterpieces, Of love, trees, stars, And it's Vibrancies

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In Loves naked gowns

In Loves naked gowns   She dances, In Loves naked gowns,   Her hips sway, from crescent to crescent, With the Roses, casual and sensuous, Romance   She dances, In Loves naked gowns, hymn to hymn,   From cool evening, to Salsas warm midnights, Within its coves of delights   She dances, In Loves naked gowns, Like the Moon lit, Within, In stillness and rhythms, With a thousand sig

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Warm women dancing

warm women dancing   Many warm women dancing, Rivers of Moon rhythms   I love you, With your exotic dresses, And Songs of love, We drift into Loves isles, The irises along the lake, Rain with your blush   Your warm Salsa, Your warm Salsa And this hymn leaves honey, Upon the fine altars of your thighs   The irises rain with your blush And raspberry sighs drift, from the Song warm on your lips The irises

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