Friday, February 16, 2007

I am transported as
Fingers pluck the strings
Of a gleaming Spanish guitar

Sound resonates

Throughout the room

I drink in the music
Images and visions of
Other lands fill my mind

I see piazzas with beams
of sunlight
Couples strolling
Peaceful moments

A new song

Romantic yet melancholy
(Forever entwined for me)

A new song again

Fun, laughter
Late dancing nights
Hot smoky rooms

The music hums
A new world is alive