A Reverie of Romance..

Waiting patiently but eagerly..

For a chance..

To the land I dream to be every day and night..

I yearn to be hugged by the cultural arms of Iberian Peninsula..

Touched by the tender breeze from Mediterranean Sea..

And indulge in the piquant street of soft-spoken Spanish in the evening..

Fill my lungs with the aromatic smell of Espresso..

Where I will find myself tipsy staring at the beautiful neon lights of the city..

My heart ponders seeing couples kissing lovingly in a dim corner..

Here I meet his soul reaching eyes..

Kiss a stranger under the romantic moon..

I hear " Bésame Mucho " whispered..

Tipsy oh tipsy I am..