Solace: A VillanelleBy Danielle DavisAs it should forever be,making our magic, quelling our qualms,just you and me.As children welicked and linked our palms.As it should forever be.Pacts, fears, promises shared beneath a treemade of ash or oak, singing our psalms,just you and me.Later, long-distanced, I confess, "I'm in the dark, can't break free."I hear her tongue slide across palm,"As it should ever be."You keep trying to banish the darkness," said she,"And yet turn to me when you seek calm;just you and me."But I am your demons. You can't break freeWhile, with conjures and schemes, you I embalm,as it will always be:just you and me."See what thegirl-writes did withthis week's prompt!