as a young man he yearned for love
but was never blessed by its embrace.
not knowing why it eluded him so,
he slowly closed his heart to the world.
harbored behind stone walls
that served as a layer of thick armor,
he gradually forgot his loneliness
and the longing for the forbidden.
years and years passed by,
with never so much as a dent
in the impenetrable fortress
he built around his soul.
imagine a man who never thirsted
go centuries without so much as a sip.
then on a particularly warm day,
years of thirst crashed on him at once.
such was the effect on his heart
when his invincible shield that
he thought was his protection
shattered to pieces at last.
