In the sweet blue evening,
I wanted her to kiss the moon
To feel the moon within her,
To blush its hues of love
In the rose midnight,
I wanted to be the moon,
I wanted to be its sweet,
warm light
I wanted her sensual soul,
I wanted her blue, rose soul
To blush its hues of love
In rose midnight,
I wanted to be the moon,
I wanted to be its gown,
To caress the nectar,
Of her ample, Translucent breasts,
To blush its hues of love
I wanted her blue, rose soul
To warmly blush,
Its hues of love
In the blue evening,
I wanted her to kiss the moon,
To feel the sweet, warm moon,
Is my love,
To feel the moon within her,
Is my love
Reynaldo Casison
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