Friendship

Such love I cannot analyze

It does not rest in lips or eyes

Neither in kisses nor caress.

Partly I know it's gentleness

And understanding in one word

Or in brief letters it's reserved

By trust and by respect and awe

These are the words I'm feeling for

Two people, yes, two lasting friends

The giving comes the taking ends

There is no measure for such things

By this all nature slows and sings.

Elizabeth Jennings