I like to imagine that this is what a Taurus is like
guarded and mysterious
You can’t read a single thing of them other than what they show you
what they gift to you
To know this knight takes a delicate patience the rest of the world pretends to possess but doesn’t fully understand
But there is something interesting, beautiful and capturing
You’re entranced and you don’t know why
Though they are very guarded and stubborn and brutish
you know deep in your heart that they love with an intensity that no one else could
This, you whisper to yourself, shall be my lover of all lovers
For as mysterious and guarded there is an equal part of love and unconditional devotion
Maybe your the only one to see it lurking deep beneath
like a shadow hiding under the sun
Maybe no one has ever seen it
but you have.
Mystic River 