The Mangos Sweetness

From the warm lap, Of a vineyard, The mango, Dressed, In the evening moonlight, Orange, As an exotic sunset, Basks, Upon the vines, Like a gypsy, In a flamenco stillness, Within, The vineyards, Sweet sanctuary, The tropical winds, Caresses, The mangos, Flamenco dress, And the enlivened mango, Dances, Like a gypsy, From kiss to kiss, When one caresses, A mango, And sips, Its exotic wine, The mangos sweetness, Like an exotic woman, Dances on, The miracle of its sway, A salsa tune, From kiss to kiss, The mango, A rare harbor, Of resilient sweetness, And tender love, The mango, Sweet, And exotic, As a lovely gypsy woman, The sway of her flamenco hem, A crescent hip, And an exotic thigh, Uncorks, A vineyard of sighs, A bonfire, Of heavenly desires, From the warm lap, Of a vineyard Reynaldo Casison