Venice Dreams. Poem by Michael Cochrane
Venice Dreams.
Along the silver veins of moonlit streams.
Where gondalas like secrets drift in rhyme.
Venice unfolds her labyrinth of dreams.
Each fleeting kiss and glance become divine.
Beneath the Bridge of Sighs our voices blend in echoes.
Soft as the lapping Adriatic.
O love in Venice is timeless and romantic a touch becomes a vow that doesn't end.
Michael Cochrane ©️ 2026
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