Love…
…keeps you close always. You are alive in my heart, constant in my thoughts and permanently mingled with my soul. There is no separate “me” anymore; only you and I; us.
“Have I Ever Told You…” by Gianella Ramirez
Have I ever told you
When I stand still
I can hear
the beating of your heart,
Beating along with mine?
Have I ever told you
When my arms feel empty
I hug myself and,
somehow,
I feel the warmth
Of your body embracing mine?
Have I ever told you
when I’m missing you
I close my eyes
and in my mind
I’m safe in your arms?
Have I ever told you
No matter how
this world separates us
We are still one person
Until the end of time?
Archive for the ‘Arrival of Love’ Category
Until the End of Time
Posted in A Matched Pair, Arrival of Love, Comfort of being loved, tagged always with me, feeling safe in love, wanting to be around you on May 18, 2013 |
Life After Life
Posted in Arrival of Love, Comfort of being loved, My Heart is Full, tagged always with me, easy to be with, Most true emotion on May 16, 2013 |
Love…
…felt familiar from the moment I began to fall for you. It didn’t feel like a new spark, but rather a dormant one I had always carried. A sleeping ember was only waiting for your breath to awakened it and set a fire in my heart.
First non-European to win Literature Nobel Prize Rabindranath Tagore
I seem to have
loved you in
numberless
forms,
numberless
times,
in life after
life, in age
after age
forever.
Now I Believe
Posted in Arrival of Love, Comfort of being loved, Power of Love, tagged rediscovering love, unexpected love, wanting to be around you on May 9, 2013 |
Love…
… has my heart singing in harmony with yours. Had someone suggested I’d mellow into such happiness, I’d not have accepted it was possible. Now I believe. Now I’m in love. Now I know joy I never imagined feasible.
French romantic, poet and novelist Victor Hugo
What
a grand
thing,
to
be
loved!
What
a grander
thing
still,
to
love!
It’s Here
Posted in Arrival of Love, Hope and Possibility, Strength of Love, tagged always with me, love reawakened, what I wish for you on May 6, 2013 |
Love…
…lasted long enough. Our first chance was long ago when we were too young and immature to successfully make a life together. Not in my wildest dreams did I imagine we’d get a second chance. Oh, my love, it’s here!
From “The Book of Happy Endings…” by Elise Valmorbida
Old love, I thought I’d never see the time
because of all we’ve done and often said
when I’d be yours, my dear, and you’d be mine.
And what relief to soften, and resign
the battle of the heart over the head.
old love, I thought I’d never see the time
When qualms and cold feet that could undermine
all we’ve held out for, dissipate instead
now that I’m yours, my dear and you are mine.
I’m still amazed how our two lives align
the two of us! A pair! Take it as read,
old love, I thought I’d never see the time
The tangle of our jumpers in the line,
the battle for the blankets in our bed
confirm that I am yours, and you are mine.
So then, this is my pledge, my valentine:
my hand’s in yours for all that lies ahead.
Oh love, there’s never been a better time
now that I’m yours, and finally, you’re mine.
Love Is Permanent
Posted in Arrival of Love, Mystery of love, Shaped by love, tagged feeling safe in love, love is complicated, love reawakened on May 5, 2013 |
Love…
…never fades completely away regardless of what happens. Sometimes love pales to a faint ember. For others the coals glow brilliant red always. Large or small, love is permanent. It can’t be thrown away, cast aside or extinguished.
Newspaper editor, poet, novelist and biographer Laura Benet
If the
sum
of
living
be
love’s
fee,
Tremble.
You
are
my
one
eternity.
Highly Desirable Malfunction
Posted in A Kiss, Arrival of Love, Look of Love, tagged love expressed simply, love is a thousand little things, love reawakened on May 4, 2013 |
Love…
…a wildly misunderstood, although highly desirable, malfunction of the heart which weakens the brain, causes eyes to sparkle, cheeks to glow, blood pressure to rise and the lips to pucker.
American author and social commentator Fran Lebowitz
Romantic
love
is
mental
illness.
But
it’s
a
pleasurable
one.
Without Reservation
Posted in Arrival of Love, Inspiration of love, Love is Growing, tagged feeling safe in love, love is a thousand little things, loving with all my senses on May 3, 2013 |
Love…
…is spilling out of me. The more I learn to love myself, the greater the abundance of affection I have to give another. When heart, mind and soul overflow together love is ready to be given without reservation.
From “The Witch Of Portobello” by Brazilian writer Paulo Coelho
Reason
lost the
battle,
and
all I
could
do was
surrender
and
accept
I was in love.
By Love Bent
Posted in Arrival of Love, Magic of Love, Shaped by love, tagged love is a thousand little things, surprise of love, unexpected love on May 2, 2013 |
Love…
…transforms people and alters lives. No one remains the same after it finds them. Much like wind and weather bends and shapes a sapling; each of us is by love formed and fashioned.
From the book “Come to My Senses” by Peter McWilliams
Love…
no matter
what you
feel it for,
is still love.
The object does not
change the emotion.
But the emotion
quite often
changes the object.
What We Should Have Done
Posted in Arrival of Love, Hope and Possibility, Inspiration of love, tagged dealing with difficult things, love expressed simply, rediscovering love on April 27, 2013 |
Love…
…. is always good, no matter how much we may end up hurt by it. From each little hurt and each big heartbreak come the lessons of love. Often we learn what we should have done from doing what we should not have done.
Blogger and spiritual seeker James Browning
All the others were
to make me ready for you.
I had to learn
what did not make me happy.
I had to learn
how I made them unhappy.
One by one
they came and went,
teaching me
how to recognize you
when you come into my life.
I’m waiting…
Right Now
Posted in Arrival of Love, Gift of Love, Magic of Love, tagged love reawakened, many faucets of love, surprise of love on April 24, 2013 |
Love …
…usually arrives unpredictably like a rain shower. No matter how much you try to anticipate its arrival, you don’t really know it has begun until love is upon you.
Written by an unknown/anonymous writer
Right now
someone
you haven’t
met is out
there
wondering
what it
would be
like to
meet someone
like you.