A young friend of mine recently told me a wee story and it reminded me that you can find romance in little gestures. Maybe it's an Italian thing or maybe it's just a guy thing, i'm not sure. But whatever it is it's better than being blinded by the sun.
Out late one night after too many vodka and cokes she went home with a beautiful Italian who did not speak a lot of English. The language barrier did not stop their passion for one another and the night, from what she can remember, was a blast. The morning however was a bit different. This beautiful Italian man did not have any curtains and the sun streamed in through the window at 5am. Needless to say, I think we can all agree that this is not something we like when stupidly hung-over. Not so romantic.
The next weekend she met the beautiful Italian again and they had another night of passion. At 5am the sun streamed through the window and the Beautiful Italian in his broken English said ‘please do not think me weird but I have something for you’. He jumped up and grabbed something out of his wardrobe, lay back down next to my friend and handed her a big black sock. ‘To cover the eyes’ he said as he kissed her ‘and don’t worry they're clean’.
Now that’s romance.
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