cuba libre.

dark waters reflect the moon above,

the dusk draws out the life.

lungs partake of the open air,

all souls embrace the night.

music floods the streets below,

while rooftops overlook with applause.

they say you won't find happiness,

though it engulfed my spirit here.

a land set back in time,

leaves many journeys to be shared.

for now embrace the evening,

some hearts never get old.