12:25 Endless

The Love of Jesus is endless.

Their Love for me is endless.

Jesus is Love.

Jesus is Life.

So, must my Life be endless?

Life's self-Love is endless.

Villanelle: What All Words Mean February 2018

Can I write a villanelle about my Love

(Love's name not discreet I should reveal)?

That might be kind of hard.—What rhymes with Love?


Through years of scribbled valentines I strove

and agonized, and now I’ve placed the stele

to scrive a villanelle about my Love.


Alas, my Love, and dost thou me reprove

(your doughty fisherqueer with open creel)

to pose this queery deep—What rhymes with Love?


But diligent as Psyche's ants I'll prove

and into your affections softy steal

by singing a villanelle about my Love.


Then we’ll give thanks unto the gods above,

who in our dalliance make themselves real

and help us know the words that rhyme with Love.


And what an ever-tasted nectar trove,

when we had lingered at this endless meal!

I could write my villanelle about my Love when I realized that all words mean My Love.

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