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My love…
I know you are out there somewhere and I’m waiting for you. Sometime 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 Love…
You were in boyhood dreams. As a teenager I imagined you until you seemed real. Long before we saw each other for the first time, I met you in the fantasies of a man. I’ve been waiting for you for so long…

From “The History of Love: A Novel ” by Nicole Krauss
girl and boyMaybe the first time
you saw her you were ten.
She was standing
in the sun scratching her legs.
Or tracing letters
in the dirt with a stick.
Her hair was being pulled.
Or she was
pulling someone’s hair.
And a part of you
was drawn to her,
and a part of you resisted–
wanting to ride off
on your bicycle,
kick a stone,
remain uncomplicated.
In the same breath you felt
the strength of a man,
and a self-pity that made you
feel small and hurt.
Part of you thought:
Please don’t look at me.
If you don’t,
I can still turn away.
And part of you thought:
Look at me.

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Love…
…told me to stop anticipating her to call. Love said, when you expect me no more and your yearning subsides is when she will join you there to be always at your side.

“It’s All I Have To Bring Today ” American Poet Emily Dickinson
man-waitinG EDITIt’s all I have to bring today –
This,
and my heart beside –
This,
and my heart,
and all the fields –
And all the meadows wide –
Be sure you count –
should I forget
Someone the sum could tell –
This,
and my heart,
and all the Bees
Which in the clover dwell.

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Love…
…knows no master. It is the sole sovereign of a heart. Willingly one becomes its captive and gladly serves its needs. No bondage is more sought after. No chains are more happily received.

Taken from a poem by an author unknown
The chains
of a heart
do solely bind
each other’s souls
for all of time.
The chains
are strong
and will
never break;
my hand,
my heart,
my soul
to take.

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I love…
…that you invite me to do things and don’t always wait for me to ask you. Even when I don’t or can’t do something you’ve invited me to, it always means a lot that you ask.

American writer Samuel Clemens aka Mark Twain
To get
the full
value of joy
you must
have someone
to divide
it with.

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