Salvatore

Salvatore, ciao amore -

How you shot through my heart like a cacciatore:

Spirited, you made me feel on top of the world;

Made me perceive that I was always the only girl

That you could unfalteringly ever only love. 

You old-fashionedly called me your dearest "turtle dove".

And when you kissed my hand for the first time, sparks flew.

I had thought over time our celestine love only grew,

But I was sorely mistaken you see -

For all you wanted was just pure intimacy;

And like a fool I loved you with all my being -

Now I see that slowly you have been fleeing

Away from the devotion and adherence I required.

You said one day to “worship at my feet" you keenly aspired.

Alas, all of the attempts and ventures were but in vain 

Because you ended up causing me a great deal of pain.

Tell me cacciatore - will u still go on with your twisted ways

To hunt innocent naïve girls like myself throughout all your days?

by Harmehma Bagga

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