A First Night Kiss (Villanelle)

Upon the breath of Auld Langsyne the lips of new love locked in kiss two spirits one, sweetly entwined. My ears gone deaf, my eyes gone blind in static of electric hiss upon the breath of Auld Langsyne The tickle up and down my spine a moment captured, I'd not miss two spirits one, sweetly entwined. The bells of morrow ring the time the chimes of midnight ignite bliss upon the breath of Auld Langsyne. Inebriated by love's wine, the sweetest taste; it must be this, two spirits one, sweetly entwined. Tomorrow new, the past behind while yesterday the chimes dismiss. Two spirits one, sweetly entwined upon the breath of Auld Langsyne.