Summer of Love

Chapter 4: VILLANELLE OF LOVELAND

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A compact collection of lyrical poems that celebrates romantic devotion, natural imagery, and spiritual yearning, blending playful fairyland pieces, meditative prayers, and occasional urban portraits. The poet favors traditional verse forms such as villanelles and ballades and mixes classical and religious allusion with sensuous descriptions of gardens, moonlight, and birds. Short narrative ballads and elegiac tributes alternate with intimate love lyrics, producing a varied but unified mood of ardor, reverence, and pastoral charm.

VILLANELLE OF LOVELAND

Loveland is fair to see,

Of all kind havens best,

Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.

Here flowers bloom for thee,

Thy feet are rose-caressed,

Loveland is fair to see.

The violets shall be

Thy soft and fragrant nest,

Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.

Thou shalt not lack for glee,

Here life is but a jest;

Loveland is fair to see.

None shall be glad as we;

Ah, grant me my behest,

Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.

Now would I ask my fee,

Thy red heart I request;

Loveland is fair to see,

Dwell here, my Sweet, with me.