"Love was in the air. Love was always in the air in Italy."
The wind wafted up the valley carrying citrus and olive grove smells into the stone farmhouse. The cold stone floors seemed to hum with life, history and a certain joie da vie that I was unsure what to call in...
"The candle light is just perfectly lighting up your skin. Your nakedness is dancing with color..."
I look in the mirror that is slightly misted by the hot steam rising from the shower. The candle light is just perfectly lighting up your skin. Your nakedness is dancing with color from the small flame. In the mirror...
"Part 1: A mountain drive in the sleek black sports car on a hot summer's day..."
The wind whipped in the car's open window, rushing through her hair, billowing it. She was smiling, her eyes closed, face turned into the bright sun, enjoying the sensation of the cool breeze on the otherwise hot day. The scorched...