Tipsy In Madrid
She walks in the night..
Cobblestones and sacred churches..
Historical and superb..
Incredible monuments..
A remembrance of ghosts from the past..
Ahh..
Her lovely Madrid..
Sights and sounds to inhale..
The aroma of fresh seafood paella
Her taste buds sang a harmony..
As she devoured her delectable meal..
Ahh..
To wash it down with a tall glass of sangria..
Thirsty for a tall glass..
Of..
A fresh fruity sangria...
She had one too many...
She more then quenched her thirst..
Perhaps her delectable meal was a bit salty..
She walks in the night..
Tipsy in Madrid..
Magical music playing..
Her lovely hips shaking to the beat of the music..
Electrifying and magnetic..
A tango..
Her love for the tango showed..
As she swayed her hips ..
She was hyponozied by the beat..
In the midst of it all..
She danced the night away..
Under the gleaming stars..
Roaming eyes lusting her..
Admiring eyes focused on her beauty..
Half moon above ..
Took a form of its own..
A wink from the half moon..
A wink..
Smiles..
Admiration..
Lust..
Ahh..
Tipsy in Madrid..
She beautifully smiles..
An unforgettable night under the stars..
And a winking half moon..
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