Hold Dear Every Morsel

…is not easy, most often lasting for too short of a time. That makes it no less meaningful. There is no failure. Every bit of love felt and received matters. Hold dear every morsel for the precious gift it is.

American poet and blogger Coco J. Ginger
272 EDITI say this to you now:
I love you, with no beginning,
no end. I love you as you have
become an extra necessary
organ in my body.
I love you as only a girl
could love a boy.
Without fear.
Without expectations.
Wanting nothing in return,
except that you allow me
to keep you here in my heart,
that I may always know your strength,
your eyes, and your spirit
that gave me freedom and let me fly.

Nothing More…

…comes to those who still hope even though they’ve been disappointed; to those who still believe even though they’ve been betrayed; to those who still love even thought they’ve been hurt before.

By an obscure author known only as J.H. Li
sunset love !189062198_926b4aca9bThere is nothing
more painful
than seeing
you love
someone else.
But there is
nothing more
rewarding than
seeing two
people you love
loving each other.

Consider the Eternity

…is the longest four letter word in the English language. To understand, one need only consider the eternity it takes before a response after telling someone for the first time that you love him or her.

Canadian author and speech pathologist Vesna Bailey
I love you couple - www_LoveTickets_blogspot_com…you are
my rainbow
to keep.
My eyes
will always
be watching
never will
I lose
sight of

Land of the Living

…puts color into what is drab; life into what is barren; joy into what is empty. Love is the difference between a life endured and a life lived well.

Playwright, novelist and Pulitzer Prize winner Thornton Wilder
love_blooms_roses-black-and-white-with-color-picture_2There is
a land of
the living
and a land
of the dead
and the bridge
is love,
the only
the only

Behind the Curtain

…has value above all. Everything else is either sought earnestly or unconsciously as a substitute for love or as distraction to cover the lack of it. Love is the wizard behind the curtain of all that is worthwhile.

Dutch priest, writer and copyist Thomas a Kempis
handtheatrecurtain1EDITLove feels no burden,
regards not labors,
strives toward more
than it attains,
argues not of impossibility,
since it believes that it may
and can do all things.
Therefore it avails for all things,
and fulfils and accomplishes
much where one not a lover
falls and lies helpless.

Perfect To Me

…looks past most imperfection and focuses away from fault. The mind does the opposite. So, I don’t think about you much and choose instead to just feel you in my heart. There you are near perfect.

French poet, novelist, and dramatist Victor Hugo
running_away_by_goodghost1980-d4fi5dhThe greatest
of life
is the
that we
are loved,
loved for
or rather
in spite
of ourselves.

A Crazy Love

…is crazy because I don’t even know when you became so important to me. It’s like watching a snowstorm. You see the flakes falling, but you don’t realize how they’re adding up. Then suddenly, your whole lawn is covered. All these little things have added up, and you’re my snowstorm.

From “The Greatest Love Story…” by British author Lucy Robinson
74127_407130192697650_926796947_nI want you
to be with
who really,
loves you.
A wild love!
A crazy love!
I want yours
to be the
love story
of all time!

All My Own

…lives in one of a kind hearts, each made unique by memories stored and grief accumulated; by kindness stockpiled and good and bad feelings saved; by tenderness collected and heartbreak gathered. These and more plough and cultivate the heart till it becomes either soft and fertile or withered and hard.

German writer, artist, and politician Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
heart of diffussed lightAll the
I possess
else can
but my
is all

Stirs My Soul

…was new those two summers you visited your grandparents for a few weeks. Young as we were, our hearts found love for the first time. Holding hands, hugging and kissing was never more pure and innocent. Remembering stirs my soul.

Young American poet and writer Kayla Carson
you can’t
sleep at
night and
get up
to talk
to him
the next

As No Other Force

…stirs as no other force can. It is as if the heart was first created for loving and for moving blood through the body afterward.

Little is known about the author, Robert Tizon
4478208983_e51be2b2d1I would rather
have eyes that
cannot see;
ears that
cannot hear;
lips that
cannot speak,
than a heart
that cannot love.