Love…
…keeps memories of you fresh in my heart. One is lucky to feel even once how deeply I felt about you; still do. As long as we live I will never give up hope that one day we will be together again.
Taken from “Different Directions by Donna L. Jones
The
best
kind
of
love
is
unexpected,
unexplainable,
undeniable,
and
unimaginable.
Love…
…heightens and brightens every sense, thought and feeling. It fills and thrills the heart, mind and body. Like gasoline it can make a small flame into a blazing fire.
From “The Magic Of Love” by Helen Steiner Rice
Love is like magic
And it always will be.
For love still remains
Life’s sweet mystery!!
Love works in ways
That are wondrous and strange
And there’s nothing in life
That love cannot change!!
Love can transform
The most commonplace
Into beauty and splendor
And sweetness and grace.
Love…
…is a paradox when two have given their heart to one other. If each one loves the other until it hurts, there is no more hurt, only more love. Love is repaid by love alone.
Nineteenth Century Irish writer and poet Oscar Wilde
To give
and not
expect
return,
that is
what
lies
at the
heart
of
love.
Love…
…is the practice of a quick kiss in parting, a hug each time back together or holding hands walking together. Many repeats of small expressions of affection keep love strong and thriving.
President of the nonprofit Institute of HeartMath Sara Paddison
You’ll discover
that real love
is millions
of miles
past falling
in love
with anyone
or anything.
When you
make that one
effort to feel
compassion
instead
of blame
or self-blame,
the heart
opens again
and continues
opening.
Love…
…is found much like a determined prospector digging for gold; one has to have a belief he or she is going to find it in the first place. ‘Striking it rich’ in love becomes probable only with an unwavering conviction it is possible.
From “Love and Truth” by American writer Kathryn Vance-Perez
If you told
me today our
being together
would result
in heartbreak
I would still
choose to be
with you because
I believe that
truly living life
is in the experiences
not the outcomes.
Love…
…causes me to see you in my own special way. You are beautiful and special like sun and rain at the same time; like day and night all at once; simultaneous contentment and adventure without boundaries.
Irish Poet and Nobel Prize winner William Butler Yeats
True love is
a discipline
in which
each divines
the secret self
of the other
and refuses
to believe
in the mere
daily self.
Love…
…shows a profoundly innate quality when the heart grants forgiveness. It is usually the difference between the death of love or its rebirth. Forgiveness strengthens a loving heart.
Australian poet, playwright and novelist Alison Croggon
We are all
mistaken
sometimes;
sometimes we do
wrong things,
things that have
bad consequences.
But it does not
mean we are evil,
or that we cannot
be trusted
ever afterward.
Love…
…does not require me to be in love to feel loved. I can relive good memories of old flames, fall head over heels with a character in a book or find joy in the happiness of others. Only with an already open loving heart can I ever fall in love again.
“Your Kiss” by contemporary poet Shelagh Bullman
Your kiss is like a roller coaster ride up to the stars,
Or dancing on a moonbeam, a rocket trip to Mars;
Your kiss is like a thunderbolt striking to my heart,
Makes my body quiver and my senses fall apart;
Your kiss is like riding on the back of Angels wings,
Flying me over golden meadows, mountains & silver streams:
Your kiss is like a Love song without a single word,
And only in this heart of mine this love song can be heard;
Your kiss to me is Heaven, a Paradise of Love and Laughter,
Let’s kiss amongst the starlit skies for now and ever after.
I love…
…how you get goose bumps and shutter with delight when I kiss and nibble on your shoulder. Feeling you fills me with sweetness and delight.
From song “Do You Long For Me Tenderly by Elsa Schieder
do you long for me tenderly
do you long for my embrace
do you long for me tenderly
do you long to touch softly
your palm to my face
do you long to hold me
do you long to caress
do you long to love me
with tenderness
Love…
…brings a particular vocabulary of words used for little other purpose. They are are expressed in a soft, gentle tone used at no time except speaking to one’s beloved. The heart articulates feelings in a way the mind can never do by itself.
From “Brushstrokes of a Gadfly” by E. A. Bucchianeri
Sweetheart, darling, dearest,
it was funny to think that
these endearments,
which used to sound
exceedingly sentimental
in movies and books,
now held great importance,
simple but true verbal affirmations
of how they felt for each other.
They were words only the heart
could hear and understand,
words that could impart
entire pentameter sonnets
in their few, short syllables.
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