Modified Villanelle*

The lies he tells me are so grand
Ornamental and impressive
Within moments, I forget the bland

He holds my hand
Attention excessive
Trying to twist off my wedding band

The lay of this land
Familiar but still expressive
Plentiful as coastal sand

Why weren't my feelings manned?
Protected, dismissive
My interest burns like a brand

Playing with my hair, every strand
His want aggressive
Where I stand
Is banned

*A villanelle is a poetic form which entered English-language poetry in the late 1800s from the imitation of French models. Nineteen lines long, they are poems written in Tercets with only two rhymes, the first and third line of the first stanza alternating as the third line in each successive stanza and forming a couplet at the close.
The above example is not a TRUE villanelle, hence the title.