Love is electric; friendship is a breeze.
Love is exclusive;
friendship is inviting.
Love lives for pleasure; friendship lives to please.
Friendship is
peace; love is a torment biting.
Love is the rapids, weak rafts overturning;
Friendship, a still pool with no shallow
end.
Love is a rose with every petal burning;
Friendship, a
garden full of herbs that mend.
Friendship may lead to love, but can be lost
When it’s not
shared, and die in hurt and doubt.
And lovers can be friends, but at the cost
Of passion, like a
flame that fizzles out.
Ah, but when
burning love and cool affection
Can marry
happily, life is perfection.
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