Love

As we make
Love so naturally,
Are we not in love?
I do not know.
Do we not feel the
Tenderest of feelings
For each other,
And place the
Other first?
We do when we can.
Can this be
Simple good manners,
Or is this love?
We are both
So polite and
Conscientious of the
Feelings of others,
Are we in love or
Are we friends
Who share feelings?
I think love is
An inadequate
Word for the
Trust and care
We have for each other.
Life must come first,
Family and the
List we all keep,
All are more important
Than love.
And yet, we are
Persistent in our
Meetings and
Communications,
We persevere in
Our trysts, though
Other friends may
Come and go.
Years will pass,
Never open
Or public.
We will share our
Secret trust and care,
And guard our
Friendship
Out of sight,
Always.