Love is no candle.
Its flame will burn forever.
I'd always be there.
Being a good man
is not a guarantee for
a perfect lover.
If gods relinquished
their say about man's urges,
cynics would perish.
The brain has no heart,
yet all hearts do have a brain,
and all the wisdom.
There comes a moment
when time will grant a minute,
but not extend it.
Herbert Nehrlich
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/haiku-22-10/
