Bridge of Sigh's-Deb's Contest
I can see it shining so brightly
So white against the Venetian skies
From which a last view is seen by some
As they kiss freedom goodbye
Just like my heart wavering on the brink
of happiness, pondering the yes and knows
The yes of wanting to float and not sink
The no of letting freedom go
It is nearly sunset the bells sound out as
the boatmen sing their songs
The sun is rapidly disappearing
they kiss and know they belong
Tradition is that a kiss at sunset
Just as the sun goes down
Brings untold happiness
From that moment on
A local legend says that lovers will be granted eternal love and bliss if they kiss on a gondola at sunset under the Bridge of Sighs as the bells of St Mark's Campanile toll.[
Copyright © Seren Roberts | Year Posted 2013
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