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,
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
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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
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
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
Violin wings
Your love,
is like the Moon,
And the talents of its leaves,
Hymns,
And trees,
Sheltering with love,
It's nightingales,
To soar and sing,
Within its violin wings
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With my Souls love, the Moons violin
The Moon sings,
With my Souls love,
like violin strings,
It kisses deep into your garden
The Moon sings,
With violin strings
Your love bows in sweet hymns,
With Blissful and solemn winds
Melodious kisses,
And their Surreal petals,
Upon our Loves shore
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For your verse and Beauty
The tears it takes,
To feel and express melody
The Moon sighs,
With my Souls love,
For its verse,
And your Beauty
The wind gallops,
Like fine horses,
With the spectrum,
And vibrations of your hair,
Cool and warm rhythms
The tears,
Sensuous rivulets,
The tears of love,
It takes to feel, Embrace,
and express melody
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her Rose Beauty
As she stretches,
Her Rose Beauty,
The Stars are luminous flowers
Is there anything more lovely,
Than a serene and exotic woman
Dancing through the rain,
In its naked gowns of symphony
As she stretches,
Her Iris Beauty,
The Crescents are jazz and doves
Is there anything more lovely,
Than a generous and exotic woman,
Dancing in the naked beams,
of its gowns
As she stretche
Jewels of your irises
Jewels in the sky,
Shining with their opalesque,
Majesties
It's the jewels of your irises,
That sing An ethereal love,
Their tears that transmute
To diamonds and songs,
Their fever that calms moons
The jewels in the sky,
Shining in the love,
Of your hazel eyes,
Of your almond eyes,
Of your pretty blue eyes
It's the jewels of your irises,
That kisses our souls, a Kindred lo
Three doves of evening
Three doves,
In the caress
Of evening
One dove,
In the Grove,
Dancing with flamenco flair,
With a lovely lady
One dove,
In the Maple tree,
Caressing,
a nightingales Song
One dove,
In the Moonglow,
It's wings like champagne,
Waxing it's luminous dress
Three doves in love,
In the damp vibrant shores,
Of evening
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Sultry and Beautiful
Your sultriness is refreshing,
Refreshing as a distinctive beat,
Your grit endearing as flower bulbs,
Beaming down the Boulevard,
And Pastures blessed with Singing rain,
And the Pleasant silk
Reams and Reams to relieve,
Thy Majesties,
You lathered,
with the touching Staccatos,
Fiber and Radiance
With your shoulders,
Like Magnificent altars,
Ethereal Candlewax
Blooming in your eyelashes
The rarified abundance
Of thy Beauty
Could fill all the emptiness in the world
It's the wordless magnetism,
Blooming in your eyelashes
In a room overflowing,
With splendid and boisterous Beauty,
Yours is so quiet,
it embraces me so loudly,
Voluminously,
And amazingly I don't feel so shy,
Nor as lost within myself
Thinking of you,
My eyes well within me
Microcos
Loving lady, thy bloom
Loving lady,
Your endurance is heavenly,
And your Compassions ever giving
You exude Magnitudes,
And an ethereal Calm
You cup the plume and Singing colors,
Relieving the straps,
Of Boundlessness
Beauteous, your style,
Garment, and exquisiteness
Loving lady, thy bloom
Is as Ceaseless Blush
Loving lady, thy bloom
Is as Ceaseless Blush
'Songs of Pleasures and lo
Pouring forth kisses
Blossom maiden, relieving pangs,
This Night, you're riding beams,
Bestraggled with Bliss,
Unbuttoning the weariness,
And pouring forth Kisses
The Star blessed rafters, fawning
Golden to the Hymn,
Pouring forth Kisses,
Hips touched with Radiance,
You tremble with Splendors,
Kisses Pouring,
Heart soaring with Luscious jazz,
And Gorgeous fullness,
This Night, you're riding upon Magic,
Tasse
Honey Solace
The green is damp,
As her soul,
Symphony of rain
Blush of midnight sun,
Harp of translucent clouds,
Tambourine of lillies,
The green is damp,
As her body,
Nutrient rain of her soul
Dew of her gown,
Vast moonlight,
Illumines the honey trees
The green is damp,
As a lillys soul,
Nightingale reverie,
Candle of luminous shores
Warmth, solace of Moon,
Damp ho
Love and flamenco song
She sways her hips,
With love and flamenco song,
Stretches her Beauty,
And Relaxes, like a peach,
Upon the orange cushion
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Lake bosom, canopy of moon
What lakes are as warm,
As your breasts,
Under canopy of moon
Their exotic and surreal,
Elegance,
Their voluptuous,
Kindness,
Caresses the lakes,
Glistening stars,
To the enrapturing shores,
Of your love and Beauty
They dance,
Through the symphonies,
Of lush rain,
With their gentle bonfires,
Of translucent rhythms
They sigh,
Like sonatas and candles,
Curvaceous kiss
There's a Curvaceous kiss,
Of moonlight,
Hip evenings,
That relieve like hymns,
Of ocean waves
Divine shores,
Embrace with its balm
There's a Curvaceous kiss,
Of its Singers, painters,
And dancers,
Swaying in its palms
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Love
Like a starlet,
Is Ethereal
Upon the ethereal blush,
Of Evening,
The garments of an exotic moon,
Beams with nostalgic dews,
Through the tangerine,
Sunset clouds
The warm seashells,
Upon the shore sigh,
With the honey waves,
Undulant chorus,
Love,
Like a luminously,
Gowned starlet,
Is Ethereal
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Sequin angel
Sequin angel,
You dance the night away,
Harbor lights,
Of your honey days,
Beams in your Solitude
Sequin angel,
In your ethereal gaze,
Jazz sings,
In your Cabaret wings,
Nostalgia and insomnia,
It's champagne and wine,
Sequin angel,
In your Sparkling
honey dress,
Dance a sweet honey tune
The moondrenched,
Lillies, irises, and roses,
Sigh with sonnets,
In your vo
Sensuous dancers
The dancers are sensuous,
As flowers,
The ballerinas, gypsies,
And flamenco dancers,
petals of tradition,
And modernity
They dance in the streets,
In the theaters,
Upon the Shores,
Within dreams,
The butterflies,
Enraptured,
With the honey,
Of their rhythms,
Adorn their free flowing dresses,
Thirsting for the fluidity,
Of Beauty
A violin weeps,
With s
