That's Amore!

A cool breeze blew my pashmina off my shoulder, as the smell of sweet gillato and crispy brick oven pizza wafted in my face, gazing at the Trevi Fountain. Something about the illuminated figure over the water made the surrounding area and those inhabiting it in the evening entranced in romance. Street vendors selling roses approached the many couples sitting arms around each other on the steps, enjoying the presence of one another. A man gave his lover a taste of his after dinner gillato cone, as she messily took a bite, after which he wiped the excess from her face, and even in that moment I could feel the love perpetuating through the vicinity. Another couple performed the activity of throwing coins in to the fountain, kissing after, as the sound of violins and baritone singing reverberated off the Italian facades. The Trevi Fountain encompeses a feeling of desire and love, which when sitting on the steps taking it all in, I wanted to be a part of.