Archive for November, 2011

A Phantom of Delight

I love…
…the way you like to sit beside me nestled as close against me as you can comfortably get.  Feeling your side against mine like that stirs a warmth inside me; a feeling of being deeply loved.
From “She Was a Phantom of Delight” by William Wordsworth
She was a phantom of delight
When first she gleamed upon my sight;
Her eyes as stars of Twilight fair;
Like Twilight’s, too, her dusky hair.
A perfect Woman, nobly planned,
To warm, to comfort, and command;
And yet a Spirit still, and bright,
With something of angelic light.

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Crawled Into the Light

I love…
…how you put your hand on my arm and kept it there for a long while the first time I had dinner with you, your sister and Mom and Dad. In that simple way you told them how you felt about me.

Author Unknown
I climbed up the door
and opened the stairs,
Said my pajamas
and put on my prayers,
Then I turned off the bed
and crawled into the light
All because you kissed me goodnight!

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Noble Delights

I love…
…reading aloud poems to you while you lay curled up against me, often with your eyes closed, listening intently to what I read.  Those are very special moments!

By George Sand, pseudonym for Amantine Lucile Aurore Dupin
One who draws noble delights
from sentiments of poetry
is a true poet,
though he or she
has never written a line
in all their life.

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My Angel, My Beloved

I love…
…the way you express your love to me in the words you write and say. Never before has anyone touched me the way you do when you tell me how you feel.

Victor Hugo to Adele Foucher, March 15, 1822
My adorable and adored, 
I have been asking myself every moment if such happiness is not a dream.  It seems to me that what I feel is not of earth. I cannot yet comprehend this cloudless heaven. My whole soul is yours… why is there no word for this but joy? Is it because there is no power in human speech to express such happiness? …Oh, now you are mine! At last you are mine! Adieu, my angel, my beloved…

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How You Linger

I love…
…how you linger hugging and kissing me for a little while when we have to part.  I delight in your sweetness and expressions of love.

Marcus Tullius Cicero, Roman Philosopher and Statesmen
If a man could mount to Heaven
And survey the mighty universe,
His admiration of its beauties
Would be much diminished
Unless he had someone
To share in his pleasure.

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Every Heart Sings a Song

I love…
…that your skin is as soft as a baby’s.  Touching you fills me with delight.  I am glad you take such good care of yourself.
From the Greek Philosopher Plato
Every heart sings a song,
Until another heart whispers back.
Those who wish to sing
Always find a song.
At the touch of a lover,
Everyone becomes a poet.

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With Everything You Do

I love…
…your long thin legs and how you intertwine them with mine when we are making out on the couch.
From “The Way You Make Me Feel” by Amanda Standridge
You make me
Feel special.
You make me
Feel new.
You make me
Feel loved,
With everything
You do.

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