Pining Season: A Villanelle
Alone at night, I wake & reach for you.
Whate’er shall I do if you don’t want me?
A too brief kiss, you burned before you flew.
My thoughts, in gasps, mistake your form & hue:
In light & shadow, all our dreams I see.
Alone at night, I wake & reach for you.
At first glance, our hearts yearned as if they knew:
Here is the stubborn lock for your sweet key.
A too brief kiss, I burned before you flew.
We drank love’s thirst to slake, missing the cue
Provided by the fates: let passion be.
Alone at night, I wake & reach for you.
Our contract was rash, unearned, unwise, undue:
No wonder then, we paid a fatal fee.
Too brief our kiss, we burned before you flew.
Yet harmonies we make resound anew:
Whate’er shall I do if you don’t want me?
Alone at night, I wake & reach for you.
Too brief our kiss, we burned: it’s time we flew.
-Rebbekah Vega Romero
About the Creator
Rebbekah Vega Romero
Rebbekah Vega Romero (she/her) is an Afro-Latina-Jewish performer/scribe & NYC native. Typewriter poet & creator of Lace/Love/Letters (Etsy). Rebbekah hopes her art inspires other mixed-race girls to share their magic. @RebbekahVR on social
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