Petals as dark as midnight, with black lace and red satin in her dress. Eyes like dark pools of water and lips like a red sunset. Skin like polished brass and as soft as a spring sea breeze, a Spanish maiden dances on the plaza to music that trumpets her beauty. Moving like a graceful reed in the wind, she bends and turns with twist and twirls. Her feet tap out a rhythm that sounds like a lovers heart beating at her coming. She carries a fragrance of a Olive grove or fine Spanish wine, subtle but filled with strength. She dazzles and mystifies as she dances to whats in her heart. A passion so deep that it rolls over you like the ocean waves. What a beauty this Spanish Rose, a flower of the Mediterranean.