Treasure Island

RoseAnn V. Shawiak

(October 6,1950 / New Jersey)

A Gondola


Slowly floating downstream in a gondola of my mind, dreaming of being maneuvered down watery streets of Venice, Italy.
Feeling the romance in the ripples of the water as the long oars pulled us through the avenues of long lost love through imagination.

Submitted: Friday, October 04, 2013
Edited: Friday, October 04, 2013

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