…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.
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…has changed all my perceptions. With my eyes I see more beauty. With my nose I smell more delights. Hearing your voice soothes me. Speaking your name rouses my heart. I have yet to be able to intelligently describe the taste of your lips.
Irish novelist, short-story writer and poet George Moore
The hours I spend with you
I look upon as sort
of a perfumed garden,
a dim twilight,
and a fountain
singing to it.
You and you alone
make me feel
that I am alive.
Other men it is said
have seen angels,
but I have seen thee
and thou art enough.
…is most lasting when served with equal measures of courage and understanding; courage to face the difficulties that will try to tear the lovers apart; understanding so those times don’t succeed.
… is the practice of a quick kiss in parting, a hug each time after being apart and or holding hands most all the time walking together. Many repeats of small expressions of affection keep love strong and thriving.
President of the nonprofit Institute of HeartMath Sara Paddison
that real love
make that one
effort to feel
…causes me to see you in my own special way. You are beautiful and special like sun and rain at the same time; like day and night all at once; simultaneous contentment and adventure without boundaries.
The Heart Speaks
…brings a particular vocabulary of words used for little other purpose. They are are expressed in a soft, gentle tone used at no time except speaking to one’s beloved. The heart articulates feelings in a way the mind can never do by itself.
From “Brushstrokes of a Gadfly” by E. A. Bucchianeri
Sweetheart, darling, dearest,
it was funny to think that
which used to sound
in movies and books,
now held great importance,
simple but true verbal affirmations
of how they felt for each other.
They were words only the heart
could hear and understand,
words that could impart
entire pentameter sonnets
in their few, short syllables.
…frequently does not allow a person to know when and where it really began. It accumulates like water filling a lake behind a damn. Then one day it starts to spill over, for good or naught.
…changes every person it touches. Whether for a long time or only for a little while, knowing love takes the soul to a new place it can never completely return from.
…looks past most imperfection and focuses away from fault. The mind does the opposite. So, I don’t think about you much and choose instead to just feel you in my heart. There you are near perfect.
…cares nothing about boundaries that countries claim or the politics of nations. Though the words to express it are different, the power of love is the same in every tongue. It is the universal language.