Personal Collection

A glass of wine under the Rialto Bridge,
2015.
Always dressed in blue and white,
the gondoliers with their scarfs and hats.
The siren sounds loud, when the ambulance passes
and the waves disturb the talk of the visitors.
We are all watching.
The gondolas bob up and down
and the Japanese faces turn scared.
There is no worry, those people are born here
and know the secret of the water.
Magical, there is no town more magical.
When I think about other towns,
they can not hold the water with Venice.
Magical the 1700,
high white hair shine and brighten the sun.
One couple has been my favorite,
only the hair, the head, red lips.
IN LOVE.
With a beautiful shy smile from him
and a proud gorgous appearance from her.
I will take Venice this time with me in my heart,
to say at the end,
it was my first carnival in town.