Not a soul to be seen in the fog and the mist that rolls in from the Mexican gulf…
while the smell of jasmine blends so placidly well with the spirits of Jamaican rum
and the ghosts creep through cracks in the wall, and the last beer is gone, and the night starts to play one last song, so we dance…
C.2025, Francisco Bravo Cabrera – 29 MAR 2025 – Valencia, España
JaZzArt en València 
Thank you so much, Francesco, for your beautiful creation of the dancing couple and the delightful poem about the time to dance!
Joanna
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Thank you Joanna, very much!
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You are more than welcome, Francesco!
Joanna
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Una excelsa inspiración para dejar el sabor caribeño en los versos. Saludos Francisco y salud por tu pintura de gran calidad.
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Mil gracias amigo Manuel! Un abrazo.
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Por nada Francisco. Disfruto tu blog
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Absolutely love the poem and the artwork that accompanies it. I can smell the scent, taste the rum and am about ready to begin dancing.
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Dance on Pat! Thank you! I’m glad you liked it!
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Love the movement in this poem!
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Thank you Dawn!
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Thank you!
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