What I remember about spain

I remember the beach,
with that sweet sand,
that falls away in my hand.

I remember the air,
so blue and hot,
what gives the right shot.

I remember the shops,
with so much stuff,
and it was never enough.

I remember the dinner in the hotel,
there were so many things,
that really gave me wings.

But most of all,
I remember you.
Your beautiful eyes,
like the blue skies.
Your sweet face,
that shoots me in space.
Your cool hair,
with your sweet sphere.

And you really most know,
I'll never forget you, my sweet rainbow.