Romantic spanish songs play
as we step inside the place,
dim lights enhance the ambience
while we choose carefully where to sit,
lights pink and green
adorn the plants of the courtyard,
strong whiff of wind
caresses once in a while,
and we order a pizza
Quattro stragioni,
that comes some time later
reminds me of Milan,
Still left with the last bite
when a drop falls
on my left arm,
we find shelter in time
and it starts pouring.
I wish time freezes.
And it remained so
in that moment.