Dreaming of us walking in warm, sandaled feet.
Between alabaster white stucco homes on a narrow
street in Greece.
Sun, so graciously blessing our love.
Families have aquamarine shutters on the windows,
to have their privacy.
Ahead~a lovely white bench for us, just a few more feet
away.
To cool ourselves beneath a tall, lush, magenta flowering
tree.
Just you and me, how holy can this all be?
How much more blessed can we be?
Eternally in love, in blessed, glorious, Santorini!
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Memories! ! Dreaming along; Muse of love and life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.