Morning Memory (villanelle)

The sweetness of the morning dew,
the sun's rays gently on my skin
remind me of my time with you.

A memory so deep within
my soul-there are no shadows there!
The sun's rays gently on my skin

reflect your smile, your eyes, your scent,
the energy you pass to me.
My soul-there are no shadows there,

for you have quickly set them free!
This garden stems from your design;
the energy you pass to me.

If only we could once align
our dreams and this reality
This garden stems from your design.

But now as sun begins to flee
The sweetness of the morning dew
our dreams and this reality
remind me of my time with you.