APERTIVO TIME
Aperitivo-The Sacred Symphony of Twilight in Italy
Where Sun-Kissed Skies Meet the Gentle Face of Darkness, Embracing the Timeless Ritual of Italian Aperitivo
Where sun-kissed sky meet the soft face of darkness, in the golden warmth of twilight’s embrace,
There is a ceremony, basic yet holy.
the beloved symbol of Italian aperitivo.
Amber and crimson clinking glasses, Prosecco’s bubbles dance, spirits are fed, Negroni’s sour kiss feeds, Campari’s sweet appeal feeds,
Every taste honors life free from injury.
Olive plates gleaming green, tiny slices of prosciutta, a delicious gloss,
Fresh basil’s joy, tomato bruschetto,
Every mouthful a tune, every taste a light.
Friends circle in laughter and encouragement.
Talks going, no hint of terror,
From coast resorts to busy piazzas,
The planet seems at calm where aperitivo meets.
It’s a halt in life slowing down, of course,
Before evening in a busy town,
Time appears to halt, concerns are minimal, and so is
Dreamers feel fresh in the beauty of evening.
Thus, let the evening start with lifting your glass.
With an aperitivo — where happiness always prevails — where
Under the soft glimmer of stars, in the center of Italia, underlines,
The peritivo always will flow in a different direction.
