An Italian Love Sonnet by a Dutch Swede or Swedish Hollander

He lives to love his love so sweet so fair.
The sea roars its laughter at the sly grin.
One wonders if such passion harbors sin;
The mountains shake and thunder fills the air.
To look at them, they seem a normal pair,
but looks deceive and demur from passions so thin
to ribald intensity envied by most men.
Only oceans, mountains and lovers care,
 
but it seems like all of nature thrives --
the wind, the sky, the forest and the clouds
on unbridled passion which rises and dives
into a frenzy while others ask if such is allowed.
Society today caught in Victorian lives,
and so, break free does nature cry a loud.

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