Are Italian Men The Best Lovers? 6 Things You Must Know Before Dating One
Some time ago I used to teach evening classes in a language school, and one of my students was a very nice Italian man. Before every lesson, he used to make nice comments on my clothes. Short sentences, as if he just wanted to mention it, without sounding too invasive.
He was always asking me about my weekends, just to find out if I was single or not (I was), and in his brilliant conversation he gave hints about movies and books, and about the new restaurants that were opening in the area. His manners were so delicate and kind, that I couldn’t avoid thinking of him, and taking care of my looks every time I went to his class. I was falling into his net.
Then he started leaving me little cards under the windscreen wiper of my car; they were handwritten notes like “Hey, I just wanted to surprise you”, “Hello, you look great today”. I still have some of them. One day he left a red rose, with a long stem, which means a lot of love (and a lot of money, since they are more expensive). Whenever we met at school, he only had eyes for me. I was daydreaming. I can still recall the great emotion of feeling attractive for a special man. Even Dante Alighieri, the greatest Italian poet, wrote about this feeling:
“Amor, ch’a nullo amato amar perdona”
