High above us, the dome had let in the sky -
In the Via dei Pastini I still heard the whispers of the city's gods -
We walked towards the Piazza di Pietra -
Wallace had two coins in his hand -
We sat for a while outside a sleek ristorante -
We felt the first drops of a soft rain -
Sophie wore yellow -
She charmed the waiter with her smile -
She and Wallace were the stars in my dark heavens -
My tongue was mute with love -
Rome
April 2025
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