You're wearing purple tonight
My matron of time travel and Roman nights
You're smoking, you're burning
Like Etna, a volcano
I rose from the ashes, buried once in Pompeii,
Now, I'm back to slay you, piccolo
Like a gladiator, I reached the heights
in the Colosseum
With Flavia and Mark Antony, I've been busy
With the enemy
You should have seen 'em flee
You're wearing purple, my dear
You look so glamorous with or without your
Dressing gown
Dear woman in your pomp and prime
Cara donna nel tuo splendore e nella tua perfezione
I'm in town for sunset Roman nights
Evenings in Roma with you.
This is a book of free verse poetry that addresses the seven main tests in life and offers some sensible solutions to passing those tests with minimal discomfort.