Autumn Waltz

Autumn waltzes, in the maple trees, As the ballerinas, And gypsies, Are combing, The waves and their hair, With their love, Let the golden leaves, Bow in the vines, Of the wind, And the vineyards, Warm its mangos, Caress within caress, Whoever is swaying, Will sway sweetly, Light midnight candles, In exotic stillness, Read warm and loving, sonnets, And hum like jazz nightingales, While their hair glows, With enchantments, Like summer fireflies, In the moonlight Reynaldo Casison