Whenever my Love dreams,
Of You,
The Evening drifts too soon,
And the Roses bow,
With the Midnight moon,
And Whenever you sway,
Like a Salsa rose,
I just Love you,
Forever and a day,
Even though like the Sun,
And its clouds,
You're not all that you seem,
Its your fine wine Beauty that dreams,
Whenever my Love dreams,
Of You,
The Sky lets go of the Blue,
And the Gardens bouquets,
Are more you
