To Rome

Al Riske
Al Riske
Aug 8, 2017 · 1 min read

Cappuccino to sit or stand

Gloves to fit any hand

The view from the roof

The sound of hooves

Hold me now and don’t let go

Vestments for sale in the window

Lingerie for a merry widow

In the streets children play

Past and present on display

We’ll walk together in the afterglow

A sleek black Maserati

The sweet tenor of Pavarotti

A procession of the broken-hearted

A grave for the dear departed

Everything is done for show

The dry bones of an ancient saint

The tears of a woman feeling faint

A walk to Trevi fountain

Enough desire to move a mountain

Now’s the time to make it so

A bottle of fine Chianti

That song by Harry Belafonte

Bells in towers chime

But we still have time

Let’s forget everything we know in Albergo del Senato

Al Riske

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Al Riske

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