To determine The cost of love In any varied form Would prove a tedious task In holding a hand - So dear, somehow, that appendage - We find that insurmountable joy Comfort - in a strong, gentle embrace Or, a simple unguarded smile. Trust, evident in both Trust. A waste of time? But what better use Could there be? In a loved ones eyes, We find precious things Unknown to every other being A secret, begging to be held. How can they not see? Then, what worth do such things hold When they are gone? An unchangeable aspect of love, friendship: It departs, so enjoy, or discard at will.