Love loves lovers,
and love loathes lies,
but love learns loyalty
to lovers loving life,
and loving lovers before long learn
life loves the little lives
that loyal loving lovers let
lay languishing aligned.
Lie loosely, loveless lover,
lost love loud like loaded lines
a lout long later loosed on you,
while I lost love's loving eyes.
Leave me, lesser lover, I
alone like lifting light,
while lathering the locks on little
lonely lad's head lice.
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