Sweet Villanelle

My love, I feel I must make clear
that time I spend in dreams of you
flies like the time when you are near.
 
Each time we dine you lend an ear-
you listen when I have some view,
my love, I feel I must make clear.
 
In search of sweetness I'm sincere,
and no pastime I can construe 
flies like the time when you are near.
 
Our parfait hours can disappear
in blissful moments, each one new.
My love, I feel I must make clear
 
how I adore your peaceful cheer,
but not a cream pie thrown, it's true,
flies like the time when you are near.
 
You fill my mind with mousse, my dear.
You're sundae to my sweet-tooth too.
My love, I feel I must make clear:
Flies like the time when you are near.