yassy in Poetry August 27, 2016August 27, 2016 8 Words quietude heartstrings spill into solitude’s silence– soul’s sonant ShareTwitterLike Loading...
Like the sibilance of your expressed thoughts. Can’t quite get the relationship of the words to the picture though??? Roland LikeLiked by 1 person Reply
yaskhan 
Like the sibilance of your expressed thoughts. Can’t quite get the relationship of the words to the picture though??? Roland
LikeLiked by 1 person
It’s all in the mind and the heart.
LikeLike
Wow
LikeLike
Quite beautiful.
LikeLiked by 1 person
Love the pic – where is that?
LikeLiked by 1 person
Venice
LikeLiked by 1 person
Your words reflect the beauty of that place…
LikeLiked by 1 person
Thanks for appreciating
LikeLiked by 1 person
Wish i could go back there and take some shots…
Maybe one day
LikeLiked by 1 person
Maybe, you never know.
LikeLiked by 1 person
I find Venus likewise magical
LikeLiked by 1 person
Oh ! Its fascinating!
LikeLike
Beautiful … and Venice is fascinating
LikeLiked by 1 person
Yes. Indeed it is.
LikeLiked by 1 person