I remember how in former times I and another friend kept company with each other like two almond kernels in one skin. Suddenly a separation took place but after a time, when my companion returned, he commenced to blame me for not having sent him a messenger during it. I replied: ‘I thought it would be a pity that the eyes of a messenger should be brightened by thy beauty and I deprived thereof.’ <br /> <br /> Tell my old friend not to give me advice with the tongue <br /> Because even a sword will not compel me to repent. <br /> I am jealous that anyone should see thee to satiety. <br /> Again I say that no one will be satiated.<br /><br />Saadi Shirazi<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/ch-05-on-love-and-youth-story-08/
