The Lancean Specificity

The Thing of Everything

for Lindsey (as for everyone)

Love is what we do
And who we are our only something
Meaning lonely anything
To us as we pass by

Our universal kiss
Love is nothing less than this

As what we do and why
The thing we sing in spring
All summer fall and winter too
Nothing but the only thing

Love is the thing of everything

+Steven Curtis Lance



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