In the ancient streets of Rome, our love did bloom,
Among the ruins and whispers of histories past,
We found a rhythm, a timeless tune,
That bound our hearts in a spell that would last.

Beneath the Tuscan sun, where olives grow,
We shared our dreams, both big and small,
The vineyards heard our promises flow,
As we danced to the serenade of love’s call.

In the moonlit piazzas, with stars above,
Our souls entwined in a passionate embrace,
Each kiss a testament to our Latin love,
In every corner, we found a sacred place.

By the shores of Amalfi, with waves at our feet,
We carved our names in the sands of time,
With every heartbeat, our love so sweet,
A timeless tale in a land so divine.