“But she was so beautiful, it was all forgiven. She was the kind of beautiful I have seen only in print. She was so beautiful I would do anything she asked me to do. If she asked for the moon, I would put a lasso around it and give it to her. If she asked for the stars, I would spend eternity plucking them off the tapestry of the sky, but I could not give her the sun for she was my Sun, my reason for living, the reason to wake up in the morning.” LifeYoungSadnessAdultSapphic Classic Book:the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition Source: the Poppy fields near the French countryside: Sappho edition