We banter
years have done nothing
to whittle away
our love
It isn't what it once was
We are older
Far more tired
than not
Seasoned
We can laugh at our former follies
Joke about the flaws
Compliment the qualities
Mutual respect
and appreciation
An anomaly
Old friends
who became lovers
Old lovers
who became enemies
Old enemies
who became friends
We've come full circle
And as you console me
with words which could have been used
decades past
when you last broke my heart
words which
are rolling off my back
and doing almost nothing
to stem the wound
left from this most recent
journey into Love's thorny
territory
I know I'll be fine.
Friendship lasts longer
And you and I
have aged
like fine wine.
But Otherwise Fine 