Written by ahtdoucetteSeptember 4, 2014 Memoria Gazing through Memories of the past. What happens in Venice stays, Cool Umbria nights Hot Siena days. Red and browns and greens, Swirling champagne, ruby red wine Goes down so sweetly Like ghosts of a future past. Share this:TwitterFacebookLike this:Like Loading... Related Leave a Reply Cancel reply Enter your comment here... Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Email (required) (Address never made public) Name (required) Website You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Google account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Twitter account. ( Log Out / Change ) You are commenting using your Facebook account. ( Log Out / Change ) Cancel Connecting to %s Notify me of new comments via email. Notify me of new posts via email.