A Spanish Fling

I'd like to say
this was a Spanish fling,
however it turned into
no such thing.

If I'd
had my way,
under a scorching Andalucian Sun
there'd have been a lot of Ole.

She was the biggest tease
I'd ever encounter,
sitting on my Knee
in a Bathing Suit I longed to mount her.

Every Photo taken
her Arms were wrapped around me,
no Kissing at all
oh gee.

Dancing Flamenco
around the edge of a Pool,
she liked watching me
drool.

I was on Vacation
far away from Home,
if only she had let
my Hands roam.

I sang to her on a Balcony
one Night,
down on one Knee
it didn't arouse any appetite.

There was a lot of fun
and laughter I hold dear,
she just wouldn't let me get
too near.

We could have
been in passionate full swing,
alas it was never meant to be
a Spanish fling.