For Whatever Time We May Steal

Love…
…is what it wants to be and only that. It makes of each person what it chooses. There is no choice of how much to love or how long. The only option is to love or not to love; to grab on for the ride however far it goes or else to see it go past and never know what might have been.

Relatively unknown American poet Roger C. Van Horn
What I can offer is simply me.
For whatever amount of time
we can steal.
I offer you laughter
for laughter is beauty.
I offer you honestly
for honestly is pure.
I offer you patience
for patience is needed to gain trust.
I offer you sincerity
for though my sincerity I will show
you my inner being and desires…
All I ask in return
is for you to be honest and open,
for through your honesty and openness
I will receive from you
all that I offer.

Beauty in Love’s Presence

Love…
…makes beautiful the ordinary and polishes the plain to shiny. An ordinary heart finds its beauty in loves presence; an everyday spirit finds its shine standing in love’s light.

American poet and Unitarian Minister, Kenneth L. Patton
She is
a maiden
made of
many flowers,
a million
blossoms
shaped to
form
one
bloom…

Always Arriving Unexpectedly

Love…
…always make more of a person than they were before. Any person is a little kinder and softer when love takes up residence in the heart. It is a welcome visitor, sometimes invited, but always arriving unexpectedly.

American fantasy and romance writer Laurell Kaye Hamilton
Only love of a good woman
will make a man question
every choice, every action.
Only love makes a warrior
hesitate for fear that his lady
will find him cruel.
Only love makes a man
both the best he will ever be,
and the weakest.
Sometimes all in the same moment.

Crazy Like the Moon

Love…
…has proof in a glance so quick others do not see. Even momentary eye contact between two in love can speak unmistakably in a way words could never express.

Poet and novelist C. Joybell C.
You only need
one man to love you.
But him to love you
free like a wildfire,
crazy like the moon,
always like tomorrow,
sudden like an inhale
and overcoming like the tides.

The Joy of Love

Love…
…true and good, gives purpose to living just as light gives beauty to sun’s rise and set. Everything has more meaning through the eyes of one who has the joy of love.

“Simply Love” by Oklahoma Poet Hazel Mae Bell
The world is poetry,
the birds
and bees,
The flowers,
the grass,
the ants,
the trees,
The clouds that drift,
the sky so blue,
the world is lovely,
’cause I love you.

Love Sees

Love…
…is not blind; love sees. It sees clearly the weak points and the faults of the other, but loves just the same. One does not love another’s faults. We love past them.

French novelist and playwright Henri De Montherlant
We
like
someone
“because”.
We
love
someone
“although”.

Memorable Adventures

Love…
…makes the commonplace, uncommon. A simple activity like holding hands walking through a parking lot can become a memorable adventure.

New York young adult fiction author Rachel Cohn
It’s BS
to think of friendship
and romance
as being different.
They’re not.
They’re
just variations
of the same love.
Variations
of the same desire
to be close.

“Like This”

Love…
… is receiving beautiful words from the one with a uniquely special place in my heart: I will never abandon you. No matter what path our relationship takes. I believe to my core that you will never be mean to me. You enrich my life and are an extraordinary person that I am privileged to be close to – heart, mind and soul.

Found on-line by an anonymous author
If someone
would ask me
what a beautiful
life means,
I would lean
my head
on your shoulder,
hold you
close to me
and answer
with a smile,
“Like this.”