I sat upon a Villanelle,
by choice quite naturally,
and I began to sing:
that "love's blue bonnets seem to swell
out from my heart, when you I see."
I sat upon a Villanelle,
to harness words which I could tell
'bout love so eloquently,
and I began to sing:
"The day I met you I could tell
you were the one for me."
I sat upon a Villanelle,
to speak words my heart couldn't spell,
to set my heart's song free,
and I began to sing:
"Into your eyes I quickly fell,
this aching love must be decreed
by this one way that I could tell:
I sat upon a Villanelle,
and I began to sing."
(C)2008, Christos Rigakos
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