Tuscan Strambotto: Your Ardor

Tuscan Strambotto

Your Ardor

Your loving flames of ardor,
Burn throughout the night.
Making love we thus border,
Upon high pinnacles of delight.
I think of your sweet candor
Before I blow out the light…

Yet, I ask will love still be true
When passion is no longer new?

For information on the Tuscan Strambotto, click here.
For those who understand Italian look here too.

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