In the twilight of Barcelona
I gaze into your eyes, my beloved,
I smell the sweetness of your hair,
I cradle your face in the palm of my right hand,
and press, with my left, the length of your lithe body into mine.
I taste the saltiness of your lips as I kiss you on the mouth.
You laugh.
I smile.
Life is good!
Decided to read this because I'd been out in the twilight in Barcelona myself. Sound like you had a much more romantic time than I did! I was lurching through an army of 'ladies of the night' on La Rambla, trying to find a taxi to take me to see Gaudi's cathedral. Took quite a while, but I made it! By the way, this was an excellent and evocative poem. Silly of me to say more.
I'm off spain personally, but Rome is still on my list of the most romantic cities in the world and this poem would serve any of them perfectly William,10 from another romantic, Tai
A wonderful way to view life. Caressing the one you love, a gentle laugh......very loving. Patricia Gale
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A bit of romance, nicely protrayed---Melvina