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A Villanelle

A stab at the poetic form of the villanelle - for the one who does not want to hear words of love.
In silence can I speak without a word?
The language of the heart I'll use instead;
What need have I of speech when souls are stirred?

A gentle touch, a kiss, both are deferred;
The meaning of those acts remain unsaid;
In silence can I speak without a word?

A smile, perhaps, takes flight much like a bird,
And carries far on purest wings outspread;
What need have I of speech when souls are stirred?

Though tenderness of lips may be preferred,
It oft results in innocence misled;
In silence can I speak without a word?

An outstretched hand to touch a face, demurred;
No argument in favour have I pled ;
What need have I of speech when souls are stirred?

Although she cares to leave my voice unheard;
And gestures of the flesh be rendered dead;
In silence can I speak without a word?
What need have I of speech when souls are stirred?

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