I Love You Like Grass Loves the Sun

I love you like grass loves the sun
without the knowledge of its height;
my heart does not need feet to run.

As raindrops on my leaves I shun
I hunger for your spearing light;
I love you like grass loves the sun.

The grass discounts when day's begun
its race, though grass grows deep and right;
my heart does not need feet to run.

If love could know when it has won,
it would be when sun swords the night;
I love you like grass loves the sun.

I take you now and will take none
besides your mind and heart so bright;
a heart does not need feet to run.

Give them the stars I have the one,
the one that makes the dark take flight;
I love you like grass loves the sun;
my heart does not need feet to run.

***

"Out of character," you say? Nah.

i enjoyed the continued refrain

nice piece...even if out of character...

Thanks. :)

It's actually just a standard part of the form, as it happens, of course. It's why I love Villanelles: The metered, rhyming pattern, the aesthetic repetition. Dylan Thomas truly did the form justice, though.

The raccoon is in love with the grass!

*Bump*

awesome, nice use of the villanale form, nice!

one of the hardest and most frustrating forms and yet you did it with ease, refreshing to see.....great job

Hey guys! Thanks! Thanks a lot!

Yes, I know. I know. I am great. Who wouldn't be impressed by my majesty?

me

Denial. A predictable reaction.

no no you miss the point. I am greater than you.

Like I said, denial.

Without evidence - for surely there is none to support such an egregious falsehood as that - no one will convince me against the obvious: That I am far superior, nearly infinitely, to anyone who haunts this site. Yes. So true.

i`m flatered, honey

you`re very sweet

Hey, don't worry about it. Just tellin' it like it is. ;)

realy!

i always new you liked me, but this is awesome. i`m honored to be the sun to your grass

>:|

Oh, by the way, my beauty is unsurpassed. Just FYI.