Night shade shadow and wine
adrift
strange voices mingle and fade
The rising tides of a forgotten day
familiar
Until three bright stars of Porta Lei,
joyful lights on a solitary sea,
drifted in and danced for the Queen & her lover – life.
Awestruck
Holding breath, my soul breathed.
Finally, I breathed.
Filed under: 2017
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