The haunting music drove my tears to drift
Remembering us in Venice
As we listened to the gondolier sing a ballad of love
Yr arms were wrapped around me
The moon shimmered against the waters
And the breeze gave us a cool touch
Then, the dawn reached us,
But we were too aroused to sleep
As we walked around in a palazzo looking for
A place to eat
Our minds were elsewhere
By noon, we were falling asleep
And returned to the hotel to rest in a bed
That was sinking to the floor
So, we could listen to the ballad, once again,
In the glistening Venetian moonlight
How I miss those days of being carefree
And wish to be there with you once more
Woderfully heart-felt and beautiful, LeeAnn! The haunting music adds a nice touch to all the other exquisite metaphors.
Romantically beautiful with true artistic and Venetian flow. Delightful work, picture perfect with deep soulful glow.
The moon shimmered against the waters And the breeze gave us a cool touch...lovely expression!
Reliving the sweet hours, days once again. Loved the nostalgic expression. Nice poem, LeeAnn
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Absolutely love this LeeAnn x Well done! Top marks x