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One Hundred and Fifty-Five Sonnets - 62. with wine and blanket
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Sonetto N. 123
Mi manchi come le tegole manca la pioggia,
e che la sete può essere
vissuto come pene delle ere
scendendo a bagnare l'alloggia.
Qui di seguito ho disalloggia,
voci sommesse dicono: 'amittere,'
ma non voglio evitare del bufere,
per il paesaggio non ha foggia.
Invece io e te coccole
dal fuoco, sotto una coperta
così il nostro vino abbondevole
ci sentiamo alcuna malcerta
durante il nostro accarezzandole
come nell'amore ci sono erta.
Sonnet No. 124
You ask my love to be ever more perfect,
But I know of you I cannot ask the same –
For I feel what tumult that would affect,
And in your ire, you'd say I was to blame.
Do you know what most this paper is like? –
A pressing of chopped little bits construed,
Ground down and soaked till it has no more bite,
Because in blank form, no one thinks it's rude.
So, my love can take the ink of you, boy,
Lay down upon my back your demands, and see,
I show the best way for you to deploy
A flawless love that with yours can agree.
If I make but one claim upon you, know –
It is that your love continue to grow.
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