Love…
…can be denied, but not hidden from one’s self. Nor can it be made to exist by admission when it is not at home within someone. I have been guilty of denial before and admitting what was not wholly true, but for you my love is real both inside and out.
Author, poet and philosopher Henry David Thoreau
Love
must
be
as
much
a light,
as
it is
a flame.
Love…
…is expressed in a volume of meaning without a single word spoken during a hug that lingers when we haven’t seen each other in several days.
Taken from “Love Defined” by Matt Dubois
What is love,
but an emotion,
So strong and so pure,
That nurtured
and shared with another
All tests it will endure.
What is love,
but a force
To bring the mighty low,
With the strength
to shame the mountains
And halt time’s ceaseless flow.
Love…
… between two compatible people can improve happiness and enhance joy; lighten burdens and ease pain; bring solace to disappointment and consolation to failure. Like sugar in tea, love makes life sweeter.
Contemporary American Author of literature & fiction, Jodi Picoult
Love is not an equation,
it is not a contract,
and it is not a happy ending.
Love is the slate under the chalk,
the ground that buildings rise,
and the oxygen in the air.
It is the place you
come back to,
no matter where you’re headed.
Love…
…takes time and time makes love. Moving through its chapters, love is ever-changing and evolving. Even when lasting it’s constantly becoming less or becoming more at the same time. I wonder what our love will be like when we’re ninety?
From “Love and Age” by Thomas Peacock
…though first love’s impassion’d blindness
Has pass’d away in colder light,
I still have thought of you with kindness,
And shall do, till our last good-night.
The ever-rolling silent hours
Will bring a time we shall not know,
When our young days of gathering flowers
Will be an hundred years ago.
Love…
…is a voice that gives comfort; the touch of a hand that encourages; eye contact that speaks without words and a hundred other things you do that tell me you care.
American poet and author Oliver Wendell Holmes
The
sound
of a kiss
is not
so loud
as that
of a cannon,
but
its echo lasts
a great deal longer.
Love…
…is never precisely the same at any two moments. The exact feeling of one hour is not the specific emotion of the next. Love is as inconstant as the sky and like clouds is ever-changing and evolving. Our hearts’ destinies are not within our control but let’s enjoy the journey anyway.
“These Things and More” by James Browning
Love can be as varied as the wind:
a calm and soothing breeze
or a strong and forceful storm,
a warm and soothing stream of air
or an angry and furious hurricane,
a heated gust of passion
or a gentle draft of afterglow.
If time is not found short or hearts lacking,
these things and more we may know.
Love…
…brings hope into one’s heart that is rooted in uncertainty and bound by possibility. The fire in love’s risk dampened by understanding sculpts a heart quietly inflamed.
Taken from “Love Plain and Simple” by Nicole
I get butterflies,
every time,
You look at me,
touch me,
talk to me.
Big cheesy smiles across my face,
You fill that empty place,
Deep in my heart,
Where it has been lonely
for such a long while…
Love…
…when chased, runs; when pushed away, departs; when ignored, vanishes. But when embraced, lives; when held close, grows; when acknowledged, shows itself.
Taken from a poem found on-line – “Gratitude” by ‘xJessibel’
My world wasn’t much,
Not at least till you came along.
Your kind words lifted me up,
You taught me to always be strong.
I can’t promise it will be easy,
I can promise it will be long.
But together… we can make it.
Together we can keep strong.
Love…
…is constantly varying and filled with ‘ups’ contrasted with ‘downs’. The high times strengthen for the low times. The good times train the heart and the difficult ones teach the mind. In balance like yen and yang, love has its best chance of survival.
British novelist and poet Anne Bronte
He who
dares not
grasp the
thorn
Should never
crave
the rose.
Love…
…does not always shout its presence or create a swirl of passion. Some of its best moments are quietly satisfying. There is no greater comfort than being your ordinary self with someone you love.
Saying by a writer unknown
Meeting you
was fate;
becoming
your friend
was a choice,
but falling
in love
with you
was beyond
my control.
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