Keith

Song to Seville - La Esperanza

A hand across time

Reaches out to touch you

To touch your heart

To hold your pulse

And beat with you.

Slowly.....

You breathe together -

Both imbibe

The orange blossom

The cinnamon

The jasmine

That perfume your world.

Her dark eyes

Are your eyes

Scouring the street.

Her ears are your ears

Listening for voices

Soft and discreet

While whispered promises

\'Neath silken sheets

Of heavenly hues

Take you back to the time

When she was your muse.

Then the toll of a bell

Breaks the thousand year spell

And the sun of Seville

Rips the curtain in two.

And her hand slips from yours

Back to Arabic shores.

But this Andalus dream

Will not go away

She\'s bitten you deep

And you\'re in her sway.

Now sleep...

Til the next time

Her open palm

Offers you a chance

Of hope.

Of love.

Of mystical charm.