Two "L's" could be
The lavender lilt of a lark lauding lilac with spirited stilt from a tree.
Or the leavening laugh of a lass slashing folkways,
Garroting the gaffe that an aggregate mind fails to see.
Two "L's" conceive
The lynx-luminescence of eyes granting path when they donate their essence to eve.
Or a lampooning lassitude well past the point of
Reclaiming a bastard-land born by all things that deceive.
Two "L's" can mean
The lexical life-force I breathe, deftly dotted by fingers that knife through false mien.
Or the labyrinth loop: How I'm blessed with the guessing
Of psychical troop where the headless and heedless convene.
In everything two "L's" impel
They also form an end to hell.