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.