aaahhh.... love

 

Love has no other desire but to fulfill itself.

But if you love and must needs have desires, 

let these be your desires:

To melt and be like a running brook 

that sings its melody to the night. 

To know the pain of too much tenderness. 

To be wounded by your own understanding of love...

To wake at dawn with a winged heart

and give thanks for another day of loving;

To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;

To return home at eventide with gratitude;

And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart

and a song of praise upon your lips.

- Kahlil Gibran