Moondancing, she sways,
With the tender night,
The dress on her body,
Loose as a rose,
Every irises petal,
Holds a kiss,
The moon is sweet tonight,
Moondancing, She sighs,
With the tender night,
She left her cares,
At the plaza bench,
She's dancing for the moon,
She's swaying to its tune,
The Crescent wind,
Caresses her body and hair,
You felt her love there,
At the lakeshore,
The moon is sweet tonight,
Moondancing, She sighs,
With the tender night,
Her dress loose as a rose,
The lake with its Night stars,
Reflects,
The Beauty of her love,
Every petal holds a kiss,
Moondancing, She sways,
With the tender night,
She sighs tenderly,
With the night,
The moon is sweet tonight
Reynaldo Casison
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