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September 9, 2022

A Villanelle for the Man I Knew Well.

Your eyes, so blue, in the light of the room,

On that first night, as we shared a nice meal.

Shy, so shy, did you feel a sense of doom?

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Your words, your glances, were warm like the womb.

What were these stirrings I began to feel?

Your eyes, so blue, in the light of the room.

~

The next time we met, you smelled my perfume.

Should I offer you my scared heart to steal?

Shy, so shy, did you feel a sense of doom?

~

As the weeks passed, I began to assume

That our connection was so very real.

Your eyes, so blue, in the light of the room.

~

Like a bright flower, we began to bloom

With feelings that were too ardent to feel.

Shy, so shy, did you feel a sense of doom?

~

Miscommunication brought with it, gloom.

Did it stop our hearts before they were healed?

Your eyes, so blue, in the light of the room.

Shy, so shy, did you feel a sense of doom?

~

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