A poem about Venice
- galdamezeileen
- Jan 28, 2023
- 1 min read
Updated: Feb 22, 2023
my lashes feel the swift
down to the nose hairs i feel
funny how i never thought this could be.
The man wraps us and stops
eyes draw in with fascination
admiration and approval for not just the
strength but blue brown and gold
golden hour strikes
glimmer surrounds my sentiment
not a creature insight
but those who get to fly
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