I dream of Barcelona Narrow streets orange sunlight wine at sunset A city where life feels lighter and emotions feel deeper But when I close my eyes I don t picture the buildings I imagine warm skin soft touches on my neck breath down my spine In that city I d wake up in white sheets in delicate lingerie with no rush to go anywhere Barcelona feels like a symbol of freedom Not just to travel but to feel my body fully There I wouldn t just be a tourist I d be myself completely