Magic fountains
Living mountains
What a trip.
Roma, Dolmio's hom-a.

"Would you like a wink with your pizza?"
Grazie... run away!

Another sultry day with the
Roman men, which bled into
A caffeine-driven night with
Classically good company.

I remember so clearly
The violence of those Italian sunsets
Whipped with the soft ice cream clouds
I managed to take a few home with me
Without having to explain too much to Customs.

Like any good woman, she
Tempted me, begged me to
Stay for just one more night.
I said: "All love affairs must end sometime
And my plane leaves tomorrow.
Ciao, bella."