Things I like

I like gelato

deliciously cold

in varying flavors

from fresh, inspiring lemon lime

to deep, rich, luxurious dark chocolate

topped off with chewy brownie bits

or cornetto crema

the sugary, doughy crust

crackling between teeth

filling my mouth with soft vanilla

capsuled in perfect breakfast size

usually enjoyed with latte or cappuccino

I like antipasto

grilled artichokes, mixed with eggplants

hot peppers in olive oil and garlic

freshly baked bread, still warm from the oven

sprinkled with oregano and basil

and finished off with cool, white wine

and spaghetti

rigatoni, tortellini, tagliatelle

with fruity, blood-red tomato sauce

or spicy sugo all’arrabiata

filled with ricotta e spinachi

or simply as a side dish

to chicken pomodore e formaggi

but, most of all, I enjoy

indulging in dulce

panna cotta, tartufo e tiramisu

creamy, sweet, endorphine-loaded

worth every single sinful second

                     life is short after all –

always eat dessert first!

Ice cream dream

this is eternity:

a shiny spoon

full of rich, vanilla ice cream

sprinkled with chocolate and

tiny bits of cookie dough

The luxurious taste

comforting my aching soul,

lingering

soothing burning pain

and cooling my head

opulent flavors encircling me

like a security blanket

wrapped around my heart

reminding me

of lively chatter, sitting together

on a big red sofa

with friends

like stars in the skies:

invisible sometimes, yet always there

a safety net hugging my world,

adding sweet fragiola

to my black and white stracciatella dream

lovesick

„Well, at least he inspires you“

that’s what they say

my dear dear friends

when I show them pages over pages

of sappy poems and unfulfilled dreams

you do – it’s true

But I’d gladly give up

this overwhelming surge of creativity

and be cured from this disease

not that I don’t love it

the writing, the need to

pick up a pen and

put it all down somewhere

It’s just that

I’d rather go back to sleeping at night

not worrying about what to wear every day

and having a normal heartbeat for once…

Because you do that, too.

Keeping me from all that.

Not intentionally, of course.

I know that, I don’t blame you.

Au contraire, I salute you-

I bow before you, grateful and humble

for being in love is a happy illness – at least for me.

So, thanks – for all the inspiration.