Conversation makes all humans lovers

All I really want is to converse,
With those who share a simple human soul
Ancients past who left to us their verse.
Mystics who have sought to make us whole.

Far beyond the house extensions reaching,
Two lined lovers gently holding  hands.
Beyond the limits of all human teaching
Beyond the reach of marching army bands.

A look, a glance, a word may touch us truly.
And we return the friendship with our eyes.
Anger should not bother us unduly
To retaliate is often to revive.

So in iambic  rhymes discover,
Conversation makes all humans lovers