So I walked
almost choking on my own breathlessness
tears just bursting onto my blushed cheeks
emotion I could not contain
wearing my dark oversized sunglasses
was a blessing today
not just because there was a magnificent sun
but because, I was crying, uncontrollably with joy
I was beside the Grand Canal
finally, in sight was the beautiful Bridge of Rialto
divided into three stair cases
an architectural miracle
marble that has defied the test of time itself
the sound of the seagulls
and to witness the atmosphere of pure love
to watch the gondola’s passing underneath it
other women, wearing oversized sunglasses
I imagine like me, they too were stunned?
now i’m on a taxi boat
speeding gently out onto the lagoon
sitting next to real venetian people
writing my words onto paper
so excited to see my next view
a glimpse of Hemingway’s hideaway
in the hope that some of his magic
may one day rub of onto me.