I love…
…that your skin is as soft as a baby’s.  Touching you fills me with delight.  I am glad you take such good care of yourself.
 
From the Greek Philosopher Plato
Every heart sings a song,
Incomplete,
Until another heart whispers back.
Those who wish to sing
Always find a song.
At the touch of a lover,
Everyone becomes a poet.

I love…
…how we hold on to each other for as long as we can whenever we have to go our separate ways.  Letting you go never gets any easier.
 
French writer and poet Antonie de Saint Exupery
Life has taught me
That love does not consist
Of gazing at each other
But looking together
In the same direction.

I love…
…when you look straight into my eyes in a way that penetrates me to the core of my being and say “I love you”. 

From “The Art of Loving” by Erich Fromm
The only way of full knowledge lies in the act of love;
This act transcends thought,
It transcends words.
It is the daring plunge into the experience of union.
To love somebody is not just a strong feeling,
It is a decision,
It is a judgment,
It is a promise.

I love…
…that you had the confidence and strength to say three simple words to me before I ever spoke them to you.  I love you too. 

From “Sonnets of the Portuguese” by Elizabeth Barrett Browning
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of everyday’s
Most quiet need, by sun and candle-light.
I love thee freely, as men strive for Right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from Praise.
I love thee with a passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood’s faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints, — I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! — and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

I love…
…the way you stand on your tip-toes sometimes to kiss me and the way your hand strokes my back while we kiss.
 
Kisses by Edmund Vance Cooke
Kisses
kept are wasted;

Love is to be tasted.
There are some you love, I know;
Be not loathe to tell them so.
Lips go dry and eyes grow wet
Waiting to be warmly met.
Keep them not in waiting yet;

Kisses
kept are wasted.

I remember…
…a few weeks after we met I flew home and you picked me up at the airport.  We spent the night in bed holding each other; something I found far more meaningful than sex.
 
 By Zelda Sayre Fitzgerald, novelist & wife of writer F. Scott Fitzgerald
Nobody
has ever
measured,
even poets,
how much
a heart
can hold. 

I remember…
…how you liked to walk on my left side and put your arm through my arm.  I was always proud to have you there.

A Traditional Poem of Love – Writer Unknown
As long as you love me,
I’ll stay by your side,
I’ll be your companion
Your friend and your guide.

As long as you love me,
As long as you care,
I’ll do anything for you
I’ll go anywhere.

I’ll bring you sunshine,
I’ll comfort your fears,
I’ll gather up rainbows,
To chase all your tears.

As long as forever,
My love will be true,
For as long as you love me,
I’ll only love you.

I remember…
…watching you lay in the sun by the side of the pool with the radio playing. I thought you looked wonderful oiled up with your long hair blowing to one side in the breeze.

From “Fearful Symmetry: A Study of William Blake” by Northrop Frye
“When You Fall In Love…”
I guess nobody ever does mean to fall in love.
But it happens,
and love brands itself on your brain.
It’s like a new street
appearing overnight in the city
you’ve lived in your whole life.
The street is one way.
You can’t turn around and get off it
And it curves up ahead
so that you can only see far enough to
know that you are veering into the unknown.

I remember…
…when we were first together we’d often sleep in on Sunday morning, make love and then have breakfast in bed.

From “The Five People You Meet in Heaven” by Mitch Albom
Life
has
to
end.
Love
does
not.

I remember…
…when I had knee surgery and the great care you took of me. Whenever I was sick you were good to me.

From Anita Baker’s song “Sweet Love”
With all my heart I love you baby
Stay with me and you will see
My arms will hold you, baby
Never leave, ’cause I believe
Oh, your heart has called me closer to you
I will be all that you need
Just trust in what we’re feeling
Never leave ’cause baby, I believe