Angelica

She flies on the astral plane.
She takes showers in the rain,
Moves as freely as the air,
Like her long, ringlet black hair.

With brown eyes that tranquilize
A kiss that brings down to size
Sky-high mountains made of steel
Her love's real, as you can feel.

So you ask me, "Who is she?
"Who's this lovely girl I see?
"She's a beauty, work of art,
"With those eyes that warm the heart."

"I have found my future wife,
"Who I want to give my life.
"I am in love, you can say.
"Love at first sight came today."

Well, she is "Angelica,"
Bonita, dulce chica.
Her name is "Angelica,"
Muy dulce hippie chica.

She's sweeter than cherry glaze.
She's sunlight on rainy days.
Her smile melts titanium
And glows bright like radium.

She brings much joy, peace and love.
They're the hand and she's the glove.
She makes you smile, makes you sing
From the beauty that she brings.