The Will Sonnet

Is it your will that I will forget you?

Make this mountain of love like a molehill?

I will will what you will will me to do,

Even will that will my loosing you instill,

I will like a winter kill still loves' crop,

Will fill that task with sad sense of duty,

Teaching my will to know you will to stop,

Will use my quill to quill not your beauty.

If you will to banish your faithful fool,

And will willful will to purgatory,

When love is something will will not overrule,

Will will be enough to change this story?

If you will not will my love, then love wish

Will to love enough to will will vanquish.