Love…
…puts a shine on the dull and colors into the monotone. It is an invisible morsel tasted; a silent note heard; a duet sung in harmony by the heart and soul together.
From “The Zygote Chronicles” by Suzanne Finnamore.
I’ve felt
basically lucky
ever since,
almost every day
of my life.
That’s something
else love
should make
you feel.
It should
make you
feel fortunate.
Love…
…is made more complete by the common interests we enjoy. Watching a concert, holding hands and moving to the rhythm in beat with each other makes it unclear where I end and you begin.
From “Love Poems…” by Lois Wyse
Someone asked me
To name the time
Our friendship stopped
And love began.
Oh, my darling,
That’s the secret.
Our friendship
Never stopped.
Love…
…is in reality, quite new to me; not what I thought love was, but what I am learning love really is. I used to think passion was the first step but with you I am learning becoming true and real friends should come first. Without it, the first flash of fire is often a destroyer.
An anonymous caption found on a Flickr.com photo post
If you’re alone,
I’ll be your shadow.
If you want to cry,
I’ll be your shoulder.
If you want a hug,
I’ll be your pillow.
If you need to be happy,
I’ll be your smile…
But anytime
you need a friend,
I’ll just be me.
Love is…
…more varied than the weather; often sunny, but sometimes stormy; frequently warm but sometimes cold; regularly pleasant but sometimes uncomfortable; repeatedly inviting but sometimes repelling. Never are two days of love ever exactly the same.
Irish novelist and short story writer Elizabeth Bowen
When you
love
someone,
all your
saved-up
wishes
start
coming
out.
Love…
… arrives like lightning. Growing close takes time, but realizing you have fallen in love comes in a sudden spark like a switch abruptly thrown. Love’s realization comes unexpectedly swift in its own good time.
From “If I fell” by Lennon and McCartney
If I fell in love with you
Would you promise to be true
And help me understand?
Cos I’ve been in love before
And I found that love was more
Than just holding hands.
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