Talking of Love

There was never any talk
About love or how you care
No chosen word
Just phrases "here and there"
About "the weather"
Not "Being together"
It takes more than a few steps to take a walk
A sentence to have a talk.

There was never any need
To see each other every day
No special time
You just phone to say
"What about tonight?"
"Yes, all right"
"It takes two", you always taunt
And you have what you want.

Desire is that a form of love?
Alone, is it enough?
I need you to let me know
If this attraction can grow
Don't throw me a line
Just let your words be genuine
Real and true
And come from you.