Love for the process

I see more with my eyes closed than open.

The stars shine above while words unspoken.

I feel like everything worth saying comes out in rhyme.

Everything in rhythm works out just fine.

Only days to go, another hour I’ve spent;

Sitting alone with words in my head.

These words alone keep me from bed;

So many thoughts, ideas, and notions unsaid.

What will I write, who shall I wed;

Nothing seems good enough, I’m better off dead.

Lies they say! Your talent is great!

You must be patient! You must only wait!

The feeling will come, the essence will grow.

Sometimes the mind wonders , but always it knows.

When love is true, because the truth has been told;

The spirit breaks free to better the mold.

Mistakes say your wrong, but lessons are great;

Worth much more than gold so heavy in weight.

So please don’t stare with that look in your eye;

You know that I love you, please don’t make me cry.

It’s never goodbye, it’s never too late;

To say that I love you I promise I’ll wait.

So just close your eyes, sleep if you must.

I give you my heart and all of my trust.

-Villanelle Poetry

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