Firenze Poems - Poems about Firenze

...The night is early at 1900hrs. The Ferrari and McLaren have pulled up to the side of the street awaiting the red carpet (a sight and a future night sight). Coming out of the door is a bella donna w......

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...CIAO BELLA ... Bella is leaving, Bella wants to depart, no longer enjoys to be here ... Bella adores heat, but is already tired, maybe got tired of me ... Bella wants pizza ........

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...I ate gelato in Firenze in the shadow of a cathedral whose name I could not recall. And gypsies, their wide skirts spread before them, begged in Italian, words I did not know. But what was I to......

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...Oh Michelangelo the high master. Your marble masterpiece. In sweet Florence resides. Beneath the great red dome thou liest. See how the Son of the most High. Died for all of us. And fallen, r......

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