Still I am astounded. When first you came into view, I knew you, yet you were a complete stranger. Still you were so familiar; so known to me. Is it no wonder that I fell so easily? It feels like you have always been in my heart.
Canadian writer and poet, Christy A. Martine
for your face.
the moment you
with your gaze.
My eyes see color in more luscious shades; everything I touch has a richer texture; smells of the season are unusually delightful; music is more pleasing to hear and even food tastes better. Why? Love, my darling; our love…
Reporter, Publicist, writer and Humorist Franklin P. Jones
There’s a huge difference in sex and making love. We have sex with someone who can satisfy us physically, but we make love to someone who can satisfy us soulfully and eternally. Once you realize the fine-line between making love and having sex, you will understand the meaning of life! Life isn’t only about survival, it’s about living and so is making love. We have sex to satisfy our lust and hunger, which is nothing, but survival, but we make love to feed our soul and our mind, to fill a void that is there since a long time, that longs for a partner and that needs someone whom we want to spend the next morning with!
When you have sex just for physical pleasure, you are ashamed and guilty at one point of life or another, but when you make love to someone who means everything to you, you are always proud of it. Never in life, not even a single time, you regret that time and the moments spent with that person. You will always rejoice it and remember it with equal passion and joy. Mehek Bassi
more than simply
a pleasurable act
between two people.
It encompassed all that a couple
was supposed to share:
trust & commitment,
hopes & dreams,
a promise to make it through
whatever the future might bring.
“Colpo di fulmine”; a stroke of lightning; the moment you meet and there’s a mesmeric attraction far beyond the physical; a knowing at the level of the soul that’s innate, unexplainable, and irresistible; rare true love waiting to unfold.
From “A Thousand Pieces of You” by Claudia Gray
I believe in a moment.
A moment when you
glimpse the truth
and they glimpse
the truth within you.
In that moment,
you don’t belong to yourself
any longer, not completely.
Part of you belongs to him;
part of him belongs to you.
After that, you can’t take it back,
no matter how much you want to,
no matter how hard you try.
Without a hint of warning you appeared; a stranger, yet someone I already knew. This knowing beyond knowing is unnerving if I allow my thinking mind to ponder it. Yet, my heart is certain in its conviction to love you. I’ve waited so long for you.
American Catholic archbishop, Fulton J. Sheen
for the right
and in the
In all the words I’ve said and written, there has yet to be a time the love within me was accurately conveyed. No words can approximate what grows in my heart. Let me hold you while we drift to sleep so I can express what is impossible to speak.
From “The Love of an Unknown Soldier”by an Anonymous Writer
The things one says
are always inadequate:
it’s the touch
of live hands,
of lips pressed
I want to
and say nothing.
A fire that warms but does not injure; a fall that moves upward and never down; a strength unbreakable, yet pliable and tender. Such things, and more, my love for you is made of; my feelings for you true and unmistakable.
From “The Notebook” by writer and film producer Nicholas Sparks
to our minds.
When we’re not together, I’m good. My life is rich. But when you’re near, I’m more than good; my life is richer. So completely you have seized my attention. So soon you have taken up residence in my heart.
Author and American Christian pioneer Ellen G. White
True love is not a strong,
fiery, impetuous passion.
It is, on the contrary,
calm and deep.
It looks beyond
and is attracted
by qualities alone.
It is wise
and its devotion
is real and abiding.
Image:"Two Hearts Graffiti Love" by Carol Leigh
In your imperfections, I see beauty. In your scars, I see a strength to overcome. In your insecurity, I see wounds that are healing. In your hands, I see tenderness. In your face, I see love.
American actor, director, and writer Emilio Estevez
When I am around you it feels as though I have known you before. I sense you are much like me. Like smooth water you reflect stylized images that are so familiar, yet more easily seen outside me.
American Writer of Humor, Literature and Fiction, Jarod Kintz