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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required Iberia, you took my breath away with fiery gypsy spirit and romance; with ancient Moorish history and grace; with everything there is of you to see; to hear and smell; to feel inside my soul. Diversity lives splendidly in you! The ancient cultures beckoned me to you when, like the Romans, lured from far away, I came to you and gave to you my soul, partaking of your passion and romance. I’d read of you in school and had to see! How glad I was to come and know your grace. A mosque in Cordoba reveals your grace, but I would learn there is much more of you. . . Cathedrals dressed in gold I was to see. From palace walls, in awe I’d walk away to find nearby - in gypsy caves - romance in music. . . as Flamenco filled my soul! With passion’s beat resounding in my soul, I toured Seville, where ladies rode with grace on horses with their toreadors! Romance is in the air at Spanish fairs. And you can make it hard for one to turn away from all the magic offered there to see. In northern parts of you, I was to see The Pyrenees, whose beauty touched my soul, quaint villages with mountain goats! Away I went southeast then, greeted by more grace. Along your coast, I saw a side of you I grew to love, Valencia’s romance! And in Madrid, I found my own romance, a handsome Spaniard. Never would I see his face again because, in leaving you, I left him and a small part of my soul. So much I’d not yet seen of all your grace, but destiny was calling me away. . . I yearn to feel romance inside my soul; breathe history and see again your grace. Enchanted land, you are so far away! May 4, 2010 Now used for Thvia Shetley's Foreign Travel Contest
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