by Jennifer Vensel

Created on: January 20, 2012   Last Updated: January 21, 2012

Walking down an Italian street clicking
her high heel shoes, strutting away the blues.
To Lou with the gelato she’s licking
For a light stroll to a fountain to schmooze
Hands twined, lips tingle, love flies through their hearts
See red heels as they hop an Arno cruise
No one knows cupid’s right target for darts
These two so different Lou’s small she‘s tall
He’s work hard rich and she just plays the part.
They look in each other’s eyes and feel good
They are courteous to one another
In bed the heels go up, off, and around
Their love, for one another they smother
Can you find any better love in town?

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