Thursday, February 16, 2017

Molto Bene (Sonnet 363) "Very Well"

MOLTO BENE (Sonnet #363)
By David Palmer

I must have been crazy in love to rent
That Fiat Spider for a seaside drive
To Naples on twisting cliffs there to thrive.
The Amalfi Coast, so picturesque, sent
Shivers down my spine as each turn did vent
My joy: a man, his car, and sunshine, too
The road, the sea, villages, and me, blue
Waves to the horizon, so heaven sent.
I stopped for pasta where cliff and road
Met air, with tiny outdoor dining. She,
Dark beauty, waited on me, and strove
Through language barrier to reach and please
My heart could melt, her beauty did bestow
Grace. She kiss’d me, “MOLTO BENE,” and squeez’d.

©2017 David W. Palmer

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