To Rome!!!

I dream to go to Rome. Ah! Rome! Where all the buildings of ancient years forge the soul, Revive a spirit and sculpt the heart. Where every star warms the coldest day And every day is touched by love. Yes! Rome! Tasting air that guides me Through the past of a future untold, I’d die of agoraphobia under St Peter’s Dome, See Venice, see picturesque Vermazza And die climbing and counting 94 steps up From the boats to my bed Till the low of my back it cannot bear. I’d indulge in delights doubtful to this mind And follow my life in Roman Times! Ah Rome! Rome! A city that refuses to sleep In case they’d miss that second of beauty running deep; Every sculpture, every brush of ingenuity, Made for me to see. Yes! If I could but fly to Rome I would run, I would dive, By damned, I’d even walk from home!