A Monosyllabic, Monorhyme, Valentine Villanelle
 
I ache to take your hand. My head says no –
You’ll sway me, play me, then you’ll let me go.
My heart says take a chance. Dance long and slow.
 
Which one (my head or heart) is in the know?
Fazed by your blaze, I melt like sun-soaked snow.   
I ache to take your hand. My head says no.
 
Your wish, it heats the breeze. I hear it blow.  
Your beat thrums though my veins. I feel the flow.
My heart says take a chance. Dance long and slow
 
Through moon-licked hues of blue as night skies glow
And gleam in scenes that steal the bright-star show.  
I ache to take your hand. My head says no.
 
In dreams neath cream silk sheets you are the beau
Who draws each wow and ooh and aah and oh.  
My heart says take a chance. Dance long and slow.
 
But still my thoughts are skipping to and fro.
The dos and don’ts won’t stop. They grow and grow.
I ache to take your hand. My head says no…
My heart says take a chance. Dance long and slow.


Susan Jarvis Bryant


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