Sonnet to Bucine, Italy

Italy and adventures awaiting,

Silver car climbs mountain road, lovely bends

Fields of sunflowers, yellow, undulating

The vineyard announces our journey's end.

Exquisite infinity pool, crisp, chill

Floating, gliding, refreshing, our eyes meet

Cool waters relaxing, mountainous hills

Refreshing from the summer's scorching heat.

Night falls, campfire flames, and creatures peep

Feast on grapes, cheese, bread, wine as we discuss .

Our hut, tiny A-Frame cabin for sleep

The night both cold and hot, embracing us .

As long as I live, as much as I see,

This day shall be etched in my memory.