VENICE.

Floating,
Stilted,
Mirage,
Ripples down ,
Gondola’s,
On a Harvest Moon,
Over Cloudless Adriatic  Sea,

When in St. Marks,
And Doges Palace, 
There,
Wanders  Cannel’s ,
                 Stepping,

Over,
A Story Once to be, 
                 Told,

Tastes,
Ice and Cigarette,
My Large,
Circular,
Cappuccino.