May my fingers glide across the keyboard
and leave sleek gondolas in their wake
and, as I go under the Rialto bridge,
Vivaldi the red priest giving me a wave!
Possano le mie dita scivolare sulla tastiera
e lascia eleganti gondole nella loro scia
e, mentre vado sotto il ponte di Rialto,
Vivaldi il prete rosso che mi fa un cenno!
Perhaps "..Quiet Storm" will help rekindle old flames buried and long forgotten or express the love so deeply locked inside of your soul longing to be released.
Regardless of where you may be found in love this beautiful masterpiece can be
Welcome!
The poems in this beautifully bound book are a result of over twenty years of observations. Observations of the world around us and on the telecommunications network. All of the hate, love, heroism, disasters, and those who help.
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