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Sweetheart…
Thank you for showing me such sweet tenderness. Being with you feels natural and good. I am excited to see you again, touch you and feel your lips on mine. Thoughts of you in my arms are sometimes only minutes apart.

Mumbai-based poet and freelance writer Sanober Khan
2468Your
hand
touching
mine.
This
is
how
galaxies
collide.

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Darling…
There is no meaning to be found beyond what I express. No amount of thought can figure out what was never spoken, expressed or done. Please accept what I say and what you see as the reality I live in. My heart is true.

Nineteenth Century New York writer Christian Nestell Bovee
9CmEAIt
is
the
passion
that
is
in a
kiss
that
gives
to it
its
sweetness;
it is
the
affection
in a
kiss
that
sanctifies
it.

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Oh My Darling…
What dream is this? What wish consumes me? What fantasy am I lost in? What fancy have I plunged? What trance have I entered? What vision has blinded me? What delight am I lost within? What daydream have I fallen into? You Baby… YOU.

By romantic writer and blogger James Browning
il_570xN.766549730_c5f6With
all
my heart.
With
all
the fullness
of my soul.
With
all
the power
of my mind.
I
love
you
Baby…

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My Darling…
For years I sensed you beyond imagination through every heartache that came; through every disappointment. I’ve been moving in your direction for so long I can no longer remember when your image began to take shape in my heart.

From “The Catastrophic History of You and Me” by Jess Rothenberg 
heart120aI was falling.
Falling through
time and space
and stars and sky
and everything
in between.
I fell for days
and weeks
and what felt like
lifetime
across lifetimes.
I fell until
I forgot
I was falling.

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My love…
I know you are out there somewhere and I’m waiting for you. Sometimes I almost see your face in my dreams. I feel you nearby. You’re every where and no where within reach. Find me…

From “Again the Magic” by Lisa Kleypas
ghost of a woman2I want morning
and noon
and nightfall
with you.
I want your tears,
your smiles,
your kisses…
the smell of your hair,
the taste of your skin,
the touch of your breath
on my face.
I want to see you
in the final hour
of my life…
to lie in your arms
as I take my last breath.

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My Darling…
The intensity of loving you has not diminished, but it has mellowed in some ways into something far stronger than the fiery passion we first knew. That’s still within me, but my love for you is so much bigger now.

By British novelist Louis de Bernières

Dido_0Love is
a temporary
madness,
it erupts like
volcanoes
and then subsides.
And when it subsides,
you have to
make a decision.
You have to work out
whether your roots
have so entwined
together that it is
inconceivable that
you should ever part…

 

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My Darling…
To heck with the world and those who don’t believe in us. What people think of us together is none of our business. If the naysayers paid more attention they’d see the miracle our love is.

Philosopher and poet of ancient China Lao-Tzu
what others thnkCare about
what other
people think
and you
will always
be their
prisoner.

 

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