That’s the Secret

Love…
…is made more complete by the common interests we enjoy. Watching a concert, holding hands and moving to the rhythm in beat with each other makes it unclear where I end and you begin.

From “Love Poems…” by Lois Wyse
Someone asked me
To name the time
Our friendship stopped
And love began.
Oh, my darling,
That’s the secret.
Our friendship
Never stopped.