Our Love Shall Be Waltzing
In The Rose Gold Of The Moon
In The Ballerina sway of the breeze

The Seasons shall be naked and Robed,
Like a Burlesque Cabaret,
And Our Love Shall Be Sighing,
In The Ballerina sway
of the Honey breeze
And In The Rose Gold
Of
The Midnights Moons

Reynaldo Casison