down to the dregs

i sip
the aroma
filling my senses
i'm walking
down sleepy
sunbaked streets
white houses
beside a lazy
blue sea
sidewalk cafes
hola guapa
and siestas
i'm wandering
down trails
dappled with sunlight
up hills above
medieval towns
trams and vines
busy crowded streets
i'm laughing
at a table
with friends
talking of things
here and far away
sipping together
as lives are joined
i close my eyes
i sip again
so many memories
one sweet drink