In the heart of Rome’s eternal grace,
Where cobblestones tell tales of old,
Lovers wander through time’s embrace,
As their stories in whispers unfold.

Beneath the Tuscan sun’s warm glow,
Vines weave secrets of love’s sweet song,
In vineyards where soft breezes blow,
Hearts find where they truly belong.

By the canals of Venice’s charm,
Gondolas drift in moonlit dreams,
Enchanted by love’s gentle arm,
Wrapped in the magic of moonbeams.

In every piazza, love’s heart beats,
Through laughter and the softest sigh,
In Italy’s embrace, love repeats,
A timeless dance beneath the sky.