by
Crystal D. Arbogast

The candlelight casts shadows
Of everyone in the room
And all eyes turn to the corner
To the source of the haunting tune

They are there together
Fused as one in a loving embrace
His fingers plucking the strings
And its body pressed against his face

The melody grows stronger
Sending out the Andalusian cry
And the ancient gypsy sound
Joins its soulmates in the sky

Fevered hands stop abruptly
And the two break away
Ending another night of Flamenco
Amid the echoes of "Ole"!