Villanelle.

Was this the dream that I’d been looking for
Reminders of some words that slipped away
Another note left waiting at my door
Though even dreamer couldn’t ask for more
I see the words forgotten on display
Was this the dream that I’d been looking for
What confidence was waning to restore
Was this a love or just some idle play
Another note left waiting at my door
What madness causes senses to ignore
The truth that’s lost in words I didn’t say
Was this the dream that I’d been looking for
Oh there are desolations to explore
Blind eyes foretell of grief that’s on its way
Another note left waiting at my door
And when at last I trust mere words to soar
One wonders what I set astray that day
Was this the dream that I’d been looking for
Another note left waiting at my door
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