There is a house that lives in my dreams. It is a very large house with elegant Victorian details, secret rooms that have been long forgotten and an abandoned, untouched aura about the rooms. It is located in my hometown, a hilltop in Italy or a misty parish somewhere in England, I’m not sure. The location is always different but the house is the same.
This would be my view
and the entry into my intimate courtyard
that leads into a sunken colorful garden
fancy shutters are a must on the windows
a private courtyard for entertaining my friends
I can even feed my pet giraffe
from my bedroom window
now we may enter through the front door
jewelry tiebacks accent my windows
and of course, there are plenty of hidden doors
that lead to my inner sanctuary
a wardrobe built-in to the wall leads to different rooms
of course there’s a chandelier in my favorite color
a place to relax
and another cozy nook for reading
there’s always a grand staircase in my dreams
like the ones from Gone with the Wind
the staircase does not lead me to Rhett,
but to long unexplored rooms
like this one
this one
this one
or this one
then I could just slide down
to another secret garden
Do you ever dream of
visiting the same unknown place?
ciao! Fabiana
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