Such love I cannot analyse
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 preserved
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.
Thereis no measure for such things
For this all nature slows and sings.
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