Poetry "A question" 1992

A Question

What is it that creates a friend?
Is it love? Respect? or maybe just by chance.
And how do I treat one
That has far surpassed first glance?

How do I seperate love and friendship
when both are close to heart?
And the fear of losing both of them,
seems to linger when we part.

Why do I not get jealous,
when i think of love your way?
And how am I able,
to love you more and more each day?

What is it with this friendship,
that has feuled so many rhymes?
That even when we call it quits,
we grow closer every time.

But even more perplexing,
is how? without a clue.
You answer all these questions,
just by being you.