Poem for writerverse

[meridian_rose]

For the writerverse challenge prompt 'Platonic Soulmates'.
I found this hard to write, possibly as it's so important a subject to me, and I didn't want to get caught up in the terminology, let alone the justification that platonic relationships are valuable - though some of that comes through. It feels very raw to me, and I may edit it further at a later date - concrit appreciated.

Zucchini is a term used to describe queerplatonic relationship partners - eg 'she's my zucchini'; you can read a bit about it here. In Britain we call the squash in question courgette so it's probably less bizarre a usage to me in the first place :D

Zucchini

Love isn't the same thing as sex.
It isn't about which bit
Of whose anatomy fits into
Someone's else's. Nor how often.
It's about connection.
It's caring about them,
and having them care about you.
It's about shared experiences and in-jokes
It's about being both compatible and alike,
And complementary in your differences.
There might be hugging – or not.
Because love respects personal boundaries
And this relationship
Based on mutual trust and understanding
Something that's more than friendship
But isn't sexual in nature
That's loving but not in the obvious
Hallmark One True Way of romantic love
Can outlast pure passion that has no such foundation
And is just as relevant
And important
And wonderful
To the people involved
As any other relationship.