Will You…?

Love…
…is beyond my ability to explain. But without doubt I know I love you. There’s concrete proof in my heart, mind and soul that will take a lifetime to unfold. Will you marry me?

American author, poet, and naturalist Diane Ackerman
123tumblr_md6zyjutob1rnu3t3o1_500EDITEveryone
admits
that
love
is
wonderful
and
necessary,
yet
no
one
agrees
on
just
what
it
is.

When We Met

Love…
…is a subject I long tried to make sense of. Success eluded me until I stopped trying. The answer arrived wrapped in an old red shirt and faded jeans you were wearing when we met.

American physician, activist and author Patch Adams
silver jeans editI
love
you
without
knowing
how,
why,
or
even
from
where…

Reserved For Angels

Love…
…is little bits of heaven we are allowed to have on Earth. In fleeting moments of love’s goodness humans are allowed to borrow a depth of feeling usually reserved for angels.

American humorist Henry Wheeler Shaw under pen name Josh Billings
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for love
may be
a bit
risky,
but
it is so
honest
that God
can’t help
but
smile
on it.

Made More Perfect

Love…
…is a harsh teacher, but I bear no malice toward cupid’s mistaken arrows. Each grinding of my heart molded it to be ready for you. Through pain and heartbreak I was softened and made more perfect in my ability to love you.

From “Romeo and Juliet” by English Playwright William Shakespeare
adorable-kissDid
my
heart
love
till
now?
Forswear
it
sight,
For
I ne’er
saw
true
beauty
till
this
night.

Landlord of the Heart

Love…
…runs away if pursued, but follows a willing spirit. It is reckless when treated thoughtlessly; but gentle if shown tenderness. Love can be found, but never possessed. It is the landlord of the heart for those who embrace it.

Roman poet Publius Ovidius Naso most known “Ovid”
Rina & Kamal Indian Engagement editedLove is
a driver,
bitter
and
fierce
if you
fight
and
resist him;
Easy-going
enough
once you
acknowledge
his power.

Few Have Seen

Love…
…of a common sort is frequently discovered by those who settle for less than their heart’s desire. I waited, but fear moved in as I aged. When I was about ready to settle for an ordinary love, you stepped into my life.

17th-century French writer Francois de la Rochefoucauld
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love
is
like
ghosts,
which
everyone
talks
about
and
few
have
seen.

No Beginning or End

Love…
…knows no sense of time; no beginning or end. Loving always feels like something awakened within that has been there all along but was sleeping, waiting to be brought to life.

From the novel/movie “Message in a Bottle” by Nicholas Sparks
1309964129668_fWithout you
in my arms,
I feel an
emptiness
in my soul.
I find myself
searching
the crowds
for your face;
I know it’s an
impossibility,
but I cannot
help myself.

Love Simply “Is”

Love…
…answers no questions. Love simply “is”. It would not exist between us if we had not taken the time to know each other to the bone. In each discovery of one another there existed the possibility of feast or famine.

From “The Genius and the Goddess” by English writer Aldous Huxley
12_portrait_of_indian_coupleWhy do
you love
the woman
you’re in
love with?
Because she is.
And that,
after all,
is God’s own
definition
of Himself;
I am that I am.
The girl is
who she is.

This Very Moment

Love…
…caught me by surprise when it arrived; when you arrived. From the first time we met I hoped we’d fall in love. I can’t remember life without you. It feels like I have always known you.

American poet, short story writer and novelist X. Williamson
555837_161141387382258_395987070_nI could
recognize
his soul
in mine
as much as
he could
find me
in his.
Our sole
existences
seemed to
have been
for this very
moment
when nothing
else mattered.

Love of My Life

Love…
…drove me crazy when I began to fall for you. I had trouble getting to sleep, but could not wait to dream of us each night. Back then even a few days of not seeing you was torture. You became the love of my life.

From “Peony in Love” by American novelist Lisa See
lovers_embrace-300x289He was in
my hair,
my eyes,
my fingers,
my heart.
I day-dreamed
about what he
was doing,
thinking,
seeing,
smelling,
feeling.
I could
not eat
for thoughts
of him.