She's the most exotic,
Under the moon
With her lovely,
Mascara eyes
Evenings at lake shores,
Gaze like stars,
Upon her irises and roses
With her sultry,
Dark tresses
Serenity of moon,
In her Crescent dresses,
Of love
Reynaldo Casison
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