Month: October 2011

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A Power I Can Not Resist

I remember…
…how much you loved me and how I broke your heart.  I suffer for it still today even though years have passed.  I love you more than ever and can’t move on. 
 
John Keats to Fanny Brawne 
I cannot exist without you – I am forgetful of every thing but seeing you again – my life seems to stop there – I see no further. You have absorb’d me. 

I have a sensation at the present moment as though I were dissolving ….I have been astonished that men could die martyrs for religion – I have shudder’d at it – I shudder no more – I could be martyr’d for my religion – love is my religion – I could die for that – I could die for you.
 
My creed is love and you are its only tenet – you have ravish’d me away by a power I cannot resist.

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In Spite of Myself

I remember…
… when my assistant was at lunch you came to my office time wearing a trench coat with nothing underneath but lingerie and stockings.  We secretly made love quietly behind my closed door in one of the sweetest moments of my life.  
 
Honore de Balzac in a letter to Evelina Hanska, June 1836
I can no longer think of anything but you. 
In spite of myself,
my imagination carries me to you. 
I grasp you,
I kiss you,
I caress you,
a thousand of the most amorous caresses
take possession of me.

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To Wake at Dawn…

I remember…
…going together to a friend’s house each Christmas Eve so we could watch him dress in a Santa suit and hand out gifts to his extended family. 
 
From the book “The Prophet” by Kahlil Gibran
Love has no desire but to fulfill itself. 
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night. 
To wake at dawn with a winged heart
And give thanks for another day of loving.

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Catching Me Off Guard

I remember…
…normally I was not ticklish but you had a unique way of catching me off guard and tickling me.  

Original Source and Author Unknown
I’m not supposed to love you.
I’m not supposed to care.
I’m not supposed to live my life
Wishing you were there.
I’m not supposed to wonder
Where you are or what you do.
I’m sorry, I can’t help myself
‘Cause I’m in love with you.

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Who Knows How Long

I remember…
…when we were going to sleep and you’d softly stroke my back.  Wonderfully it felt as if your fingertips were touching just below the surface of my skin.
 
Lyrics from “I Will” by Lennon & McCartney
Who knows how long
I’ve loved you,
You know
I love you still.
Will I wait
a lonely lifetime?
If you want me to
I will.

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I Know that It’s True

I remember…
…making breakfast of toast,  juice and cereal for us on a Sunday morning and eating it in bed with you.

From the Dave Matthews song “My Heart Is Yours”
When you hold my hand
Time stands still
When the love in my pain
Fills my heart
It’s your love that heals.
When I’m feeling
this feeling inside
I know that it’s true
That every single beat of my heart
Is beating for you.

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I Am Yours

I remember…
…watching you dry off your long, wavy hair with a towel after taking a long shower.   

Elizabeth Barrett to Robert Browning July 3, 1846
…I am yours – your own: 
and it is impossible
in my belief,
that I can…
be less yours,
on this side the grave
or across it.

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When You Are Old and Gray…

I remember…
…driving cross-country and pulling into truck stops and hole-in-the-wall restaurants to find some down-home cookin’.

When You Are Old” by William Butler Yeats
When you are old and gray and full of sleep
And nodding by the fire, take down this book and slowly read,
And dream of the soft look
Your eyes had once, and of their shadows deep;
How many loved your moments of glad grace,
And loved your beauty with love false or true
But one man loved the pilgrim soul in you,
And loved the sorrows of your changing face.
And bending down beside the glowing bars,
Murmur, a little sadly,
How love fled
And paced upon the mountains overhead
And hid his face amid a crowd of stars.
When you are Old.

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That Sparkle in Your Eye

I remember…
…you did not cook a lot of different things but your secret recipe of “chicken pepper steak” over rice was great. I miss the taste of it.

From “All The Little Things You Do” by Rose M. Rideout
The way you look when you smile at me,
With that sparkle in your eye,
Makes me wonder at times what you think,
Sometimes it even makes me cry.
For it makes me realize how lucky I am,
To have you dear in my life.
For all the times you call me from work,
To tell me you’re happy, I am your wife.

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Snuggle Close

I remember…
…snuggling up in bed against your naked back side and spooning skin on skin as we drifted off to sleep.
 
From “Just Snuggle Close” by Tony Parsons 
Just snuggle close, on my shoulder
cozy, while the outside grows colder.
Lie cuddled up, toasty and warm.
Stay cradled here, safe in my arms
shielded, away from icy blasts, from winter snows,
sheltered, avoiding cold forecasts.
Just snuggle close.