There’s a place for you in my heart.
These past four months, some moments ring.
For me, this is where we start:
…
“Hey, that’s a good-lookin’ muffin.” Ultrasmart.
I looked up at you and felt a thought take wing:
“There’s a place for you in my heart.”
…
When I made you an apple pie, sweet and tart,
you asked me that night if we could be a thing.
For me, this is where we start.
…
But, you didn’t bother with trying to impart
when you first kissed me in the parking lot. Zing!
There’s a place for you in my heart.
…
Your ‘I love you’ was the true musical art
in the car while I was attempting to sing.
For me, this is where we start.
…
Living through all these sparks, my dear counterpart,
is now what causes my feelings for you to spring:
“There’s a place for you in my heart.
For me, this is where we start.”
This villanelle is copyright 2019 by Jessica McLean. File sharing is encouraged.
This poem was dedicated to Lucas Hardy on Valentine’s Day 2019.
The Rose 
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