Ode To Our Friendship

How do you see,
My desperate eyes?
Do your eyes pierce,
My cautious disguise?

Disguise your intentions,
With playful dissensions . . .

What makes me think,
We'd love anyway?
Our loving pretensions,
Are likely to stay.

Repeat back to me,
All that you see . . .

Have you ever thought about what it would mean,
If moments of fear were all that were between,
You and I,
You and I,
You and I,
You and I . . . ?