I have a lovely story to tell
about a broken heart.
I'll tell it through a Villanelle.
It's not a plot that's worth a sell,
we've all heard of the tart.
I have a lovely story to tell
about this tart, her wicked spell,
and how she tore my soul apart.
I'll tell it through a Villanelle:
my soul she sucked out from its shell,
though things were different at the start--
it was a a lovely story to tell,
she loved me and my breast did swell,
the way she loved me was an art,
a poem like a Villanelle,
but then, as if she'd rung a bell,
the love came crumbling off, apart,
and left me with a story to tell,
one told through a Villanelle.
(C)2008, Christos Rigakos
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