Month: November 2011

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Ever and a Day

I love…
…to put my arms around your tiny waist and pull your hips against mine while you put your arms around my neck to draw my face close to yours.  

From a Gershwin song called “Love Is Here To Stay”
The more I read the papers
The less I comprehend
The world and all it capers
And how it all will end
Nothing seems to be lasting,
But that isn’t our affair;
We’ve got something permanent,
I mean in the way we care.
It’s very clear
Our love is here to stay;
Not for a year
But ever and a day.

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Transcends Thought, Transcends Words

I love…
…when you look straight into my eyes in a way that penetrates me to the core of my being and say “I love you”. 

From “The Art of Loving” by Erich Fromm
The only way of full knowledge lies in the act of love;
This act transcends thought,
It transcends words.
It is the daring plunge into the experience of union.
To love somebody is not just a strong feeling,
It is a decision,
It is a judgment,
It is a promise.

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A Flame that Burns

I love…
…when you sat on the kitchen counter, asked me to come close, then wrapped your legs and arms around me while you kissed me passionately.
 
From “The Prophet” by Kahlil Gibran
If either your sails or our rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.  For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining; and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.  Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion; that it may sing; And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection, and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.

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You Have Ravished Me Away

I love…
…the notes you write to me that touch my heart so deeply with how you express yourself  honestly and openly.  You know just what to say, when to say it and how to say it to move me as no other has or can. 

From a love letter John Keats sent Fanny Brawne
I cannot exist without you. I am forgetful of everything but seeing you again. My life seems to stop there, I see no further.  Love is my religion. I could die for that. I could die for you. My creed is love, and you are its only tenant. You have ravished me away by a power I cannot resist.

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Lights Up a Room

I love…
…the smile that appears on your face each time you first see me.  Your beautiful smile lights up a room. 
 
Taken from “I Love Your Smile” by Ronald Doe
I love your eyes and your soft sighs
I love your inner beauty too
I love the way each passing day
You give a love so warm and true
I love your clothes, your turned up nose
The way your precious kisses taste
But most of all, my living doll
I love the smile upon your face.

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A Rosy Dot

I love…
…that you are tall and slender and take such good care of yourself.  Your best years are still ahead and I am grateful to be sharing them with you.
 
By French Poet Edmond Eugène Alexis Rostand the author of
A kiss,
When all is said,
What is it?
A rosy dot
Placed on the “i” in loving;
‘Tis a secret
Told to the mouth
Instead of to the ear.

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I Love You

I love…
…that you had the confidence and strength to say three simple words to me before I ever spoke them to you.  I love you too. 

From “Sonnets of the Portuguese” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

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Made to be Together

I love…
…how you reach for and hold my hand. Your grip is strong yet gentle, firm yet soft and our hands “fit” like they were made to be together.

“Holding Hands” by Marvin R. Dennis for his wife June
We sit together, your hand in mine,
Time matters not, all is fine;
The simple touch of skin to skin,
Stirs a warmth that reigns within.

Hand in hand, all barriers dissolve,
Our souls merge, all cares resolve;
An energy flows from your hand to mine,
Fills my heart, soul, and mind.

Touching so close, the world fades away,
Reality dims in loves strong sway;
Words are not needed, none are said,
By just a touch, our souls are wed.

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Kisses Kept Are Wasted

I love…
…the way you stand on your tip-toes sometimes to kiss me and the way your hand strokes my back while we kiss.
 
Kisses by Edmund Vance Cooke
Kisses
kept are wasted;

Love is to be tasted.
There are some you love, I know;
Be not loathe to tell them so.
Lips go dry and eyes grow wet
Waiting to be warmly met.
Keep them not in waiting yet;

Kisses
kept are wasted.