Villanelle.

I love him dearly,
I miss him so;
But we’ve gotten so weary.

Without him it’s eerie,
He mustn’t go.
I love him dearly.

Expressing my love, sincerely.
I wish it wasn’t so,
But we’ve gotten so weary.

He says he’s sorry,
To leave me in woe.
I love him dearly.

His eyes are so lovely,
Yet I feel so low.
But we’ve gotten so weary.

My eyes are getting teary.
Where did he go?
I love him dearly,
But we’ve gotten so weary.

2010 (c) Jennifer Gioia

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