Ronberge (anno secundo) - villanelle There is no name for it. It’s true! - A Villanelle

There is no name for it. It’s true! I’ve struggled not to let it show, This thing…This thing I feel for you. For me this is something quite new. Only for you this ‘need-to-know’. There is no name for it. It’s true. Each day, each night I dream of you, And more and more I let it grow, This thing…This thing I feel for you; A roller coaster, through and through From highest high to lowest low, There is no name for it. It’s true. Each chance I get I think of you But more and more it hurts me so, This thing…This thing I feel for you. And although you never quite knew, I’ve got this ache that just won’t go. There is no name for it, it’s true, For this...This thing I feel for you! 11/13/2005 © ® All rights reservedRonberge (anno secundo)http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/villanelle-there-is-no-name-for-it-it-s-true-a-villanelle/