'morning, nas.

I guess this is one to have a cuppa coffee over.
I think, like me, you have a sensitivity to the feel of a thing.

Yes.  Without a doubt this is about a love.  Yes, a forbidden love. (for whatever reason - in this case, both are married, and through their writing, fell in love with each other)  Being taboo, they will not allow themselves the freedom to examine it.  They will never be together in a physical sense - they will stay far away.  

Normally, when people fall in love, there times when love is tested.  This is one that cannot allow that test.  The safe harbor is a place where they can exchange their writing, but never be together.

I saw this happen to two friends.  I was confided in by both.  It was both beautiful and sad.  Both are committed to their marriage, and eye-to-eye, this would never have developed.  But, it did, and they arranged to meet.  

It was a dichotomy I find difficult to bring out in any writing, that love, developed as a friendship over a long period of time, and the decision to meet.  They were pulled in two different directions at once, both wanting to meet, and both feeling they should not meet.  Back and forth it went.  "What was the harm in meeting?"  "Is it wrong if I wouldn't want my "spouse" to know?"  All the personal grappling until they finally met.  Not at a motel, at a bookstore.  All the grappling melted away for both.  They both knew, that it was dangerous to their marriages if they continued along with each other.  They stopped writing directly to each other, but communicated by leaving poems for each other to find.  It was their 'safe zone', and they did this when the other was not obviously online.  After a while, it became less and less, and he withdrew.  She still looks for him, sometimes finds him, and she'll quietly follow his posts.
Lin

I'll be back to comment when I'm less sleepy