A Villanelle Valentine

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That shape suggests such things to me,
Its gracious curving brings to mind
Those contours that I long to see.

Her supple lips, the filigree
That all around her wrist does wind,
That shape suggests such things to me.

Two portions of parabolae
Evoke her bosom, and in kind
The contours that I long to see.

Rose-petal sinuosity,
Our bodies lovingly entwined,
That shape suggests such things to me.

A real heart knows not symmetry,
But true hearts always do, defined
By contours that I long to see.

The crimson sweep so ardently
In her enchanting hand is signed;
That shape suggests such things to me,
Those contours that I long to see.

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