Love is an Action

I love…
…the growing trust between us.  It is solid because we have chosen to take the slow path to build something steady and substantial.

From “The Road Less Traveled” by Scott Peck
is not a feeling.
is an action;
an activity…
Genuine love
implies commitment
and the exercise of wisdom…

The Splendor of Fire

I love…
…the feeling of anticipation I get each time to see you again after we have been apart: a gentle longing that tastes sweet and good.

An old Irish Blessing for a Loving Couple
May you both be blessed
With the strength of heaven,
The light of the sun and the
Radiance of the moon,
The splendor of fire,
The speed of lightning,
The depth of the sea,
The swiftness if wind,
The stability of earth,
And the firmness of rock.

Truth and Love

I love…
…that you have the courage to share about your past with me. Being fully known to one another takes away the chance of poison that secrets become over time.

Saying by Rebecca Ann Talcott
are the only things
worth living for
and the only things
worth dying for.

Whatever You Wish For

I love…
…after being apart how our eyes lock on each other when we first come into one another’s view.

From title song to Disney’s original “Cinderella”
A dream
Is a wish
Your heart makes
When you’re fast asleep.
In dreams
You lose your Heartaches
Whatever you wish for,
You keep.

Extinguish My Sight

I love…
…the occasional short text you send during the day just to say you care and are thinking about me.  They seem to usually come at just the right moment.

By German poet Rainer Maria Rilke
Extinguish my sight, and I can still see you;
plug up my ears, and I can still hear;
even without feet I can walk toward you,
and without mouth I can still implore.
Break off my arms, and I will hold you
with my heart as if it were a hand;
strangle my heart, and my brain will still throb;
and should you set fire to my brain,
I still can carry you with my blood.

Like A Kid With You

I love…
…the surprise when I walked outside and found you blowing bubbles.  Thanks for letting me join. It was fun to play like a kid with you.

From “Calvin & Hobbes” by Bill Watterson,
I think we dream
so we don’t have
to be apart so long.
If we’re in
each other’s dreams,
we can play
together all night.