I wrote this in 2013, after visiting Cuba in January

An exciting rhythm, dancing hips,

flowing hair and voluptuous lips.

Dark brown eyes, with a glimpse of gold.

All the colorful houses and the cars so old,

the palm trees swinging 

and people singing.

The beauty of this tropical isle

with forests so deep and sea so clear

and a curiosity that brought me near

The heat of her skin

and the beautiful sin

perfect under the moon. 

I'm only a traveller who can but admire

her wonderful passion,

hot like fire.