The Spanish Tango

In white Spanish lace,
ebony black hair tumbling
down her back to her tiny waist.

Across the hardwoods,
we danced the Spanish
tango.

Into the night,
we danced check to
check and toe to toe.

The moment was ours,
on that warm summer night.
Toasts of red Spanish wine
to a night so divine.

But it was a love,
we both knew could never be.
Then time took me back across the sea.

The years have quickly passed
and our lives sailed by so fast.

But those moments, cheek to cheek
and toe to toe forever will be
ours, so sublime.
And here in my heart, I often
contemplate that far off place
in time.

I can still see your picturesque silhouette
dancing gracefully under that Spanish moon.
And I will forever remember that magic night,
we met and that fast beat tango tune.

You will always possess a part of my heart,
as long as we are so very far apart.

Jackie R. Kays
Copyright…2004

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