Venezuela

Where the golden sands
Of Puerto La Cruz
Touch the azure sea
'neath a bright blue sky
In a harmony of color and beauty
And the racy fire of the South
Mixes with the cool style of the North
In a paradise of elegance and luxury
Warmed by the closeness of the equator
Yet, cooled by the trade winds,
Rarely a cloud in the sky,
And later, in the shadows of night,
Dona Felicia, my Spanish beauty,
With her dark passionate eyes,
Lounging at my side on a moonlit night,
Sipping cocktails, listening to the distant
Sounds of music drifting across the bay,
Moments of such absolute perfection,
It seemed to me I'd gone to heaven...

Alfred Charasz
Copyright 2009 Alfred Charasz