I wake filled with thoughts of you. Your portrait and the intoxicating evening which we spent yesterday have left my senses in turmoil.
Sweet incomparable Joseph, what a strange effect you have on my heart!
Yielding to the profound feelings which overwhelm me, I draw from your lips, from your heart a love which consumes me with fire?
Until then, mio dolce amor, a thousand kisses; but give me none in return, for they set my blood on fire.
Forever yours, Jill