Salvatore II

You broke my heart into a million pieces.

Tell me - was I merely one of your blatant caprices?

Salvatore, a heartless heedless cacciatore,

Will never be able to give himself in to chaste amore.

Tell me - what pleasure using me for your vagaries bestowed on you?

Your compelling manners an obstruction to my receiving even a single clue -

Anon, I comprehended you were in it for your flagrant voyeurism 

Did you receive reparation in causing this excruciating fire of an aneurysm?

Salvatore, the cacciatore - there he flees from love in his vagabond ways.

Salvatore, the cacciatore - there he leaves signorinas with hearts tattered, sans trace.

by Harmehma Bagga

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