Today I packed my bags for Spain
I flew there in only ten minutes
I landed on a grassy mound near a village
looking down, I can see cattle and people
dressed in many bright colors

Tonight, I sit by a fire near the azure waters
and watch Senoritas dance and sing
the spicey smell of food cooked outside
and spirits of rum and wine abound,
and I become a senorita, and I dance
swirling my skirts about, kicking my bare feet
to the amorous gaze of a dark skinned boy
dancing towards me in startlingly white pants

The muscles of his bare chest move in rhythm
to the beat his hands as he claps them
just above his dark, curly head

He smiles and his hands slip around my waist,
I read the meaning in his dark eyes 
as the fluid movement of his slim hips
guide me in this steamy salsa dance

Without words, I follow his sensual steps
perfect in a dance I've never done before

Lost in the rhythm of the music and our bodies
and the mystery of night, we become one 
but only as long as the music and the dance lasts

The music dies slowly, and the rhythm of the night
comes to an end, we move away form each other,
bow in respect, and go our seperate ways.

Tomorrow, I plan a trip to the Isle of Barbados
all without leaving the warm comfort of my bedroom!