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  • Prati, Roma, Italy….

    When I say that I love Rome, I can’t emphasize it enough. My heart hurts thinking about the city, the rhythm of the sounds that the streets make. The passion of the language, and the taste of the air. Everything, calls home to me. It is the one place on planet earth that makes me feel like I want to stay.
    One day, I will stay…

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  • Osa…

    Would I soften you for a moment
    Would that moment define you
    Define me
    Follow the path I laid
    Find me again
    Cross an ocean to hold my hand
    Hold me in your thoughts
    Look in my eyes
    There, you can see
    Everything is true

  • Inaspettati Attimi…

    To stand
    In front of you
    To look
    Into your blue
    Hold your hand
    Touch your face
    Know joy
    Feel
    Believe
    Be

  • Because It Is…

  • Too Much Limoncello…

    I look, but cannot find you
    Not at the bottom of a glass
    Or the base of a bottle
    Not over the horizon
    Nor with new lenses
    I can’t fly to you
    I can’t walk, or talk to you
    I can’t hold you
    You are gone

    But, I see your smile
    In the place
    I promised you’d be
    For all of my life

    How you are, and always will be,
       Everything…

  • Thanksgiving…

    Today I give thanks…
    HE knows my heart
    HE knows my soul
    Though my presence or words may be meaningless to some…
    Forgetful
    Worthless
    HE knows they are all of me
    My gold
    My everything

  • Aspetto…

    Aspetto…

    Over and over
    And over again
    I fell for him

    And though he wouldn’t
    Though he couldn’t
    He wanted to see me fall
    To see my heart
    A heart that beat for him

    And, so I wait
    Maybe a lifetime
    To fall evermore

    C/F

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  • Dignità…

    The question should never be…
    Why did she love?
    She may walk alone
    But she walks tall
    Accepting truth
    In a way, he never would

    -C F

  • Attraversato…

    What is my word?
    What do I know of myself?
    Past the happiness of blessings
    Past the fractures in my soul
    What makes me go on?
    Is it HIM?
    He filled my heart
    And, it was my heartbeat
    That led me to the other side of the world
    Where I sat alone
    With empty hands
    And, I felt my worth
    And, I could walk no more in the world I created
    It was there, that I fell to my knees
    And, I prayed at HIS alter
    In a foreign country that feels like home

    “Attraversato” is my word
    Attraversato l’oceano a trovarmi

  • Finale…

    In the end, the only thing she had to hold, was the realization that he was beautiful in her eyes and heart.

    C/F