How can a man be faulted,
For caring so much about a woman
He longed to be the gentle breeze
That kissed and caressed her cheek
What is it that makes the man
Yearn to be the sunlight
glowing upon her beautiful face,
the shadow that followed in her every move.
Why is a man filled by desire
So as to drive him near insane
When it is the breeze, the sun and the shadow
Envies the man, for he gets to hold her love.
"She didn’t need to understand the meaning of life; it was enough to find someone who did, and then fall asleep in his arms and sleep as a child sleeps, knowing that someone stronger than you is protecting you from all evil and all danger." ~Paulo Coelho ♒
There is nothing I would not do for those who are really my friends. I have no notion of loving people by halves, it is not my nature.