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