In my dreams I’ve seen you turn with your long hair tossing to cover your face. I have felt you, but never sure if close by or far away. You exist, of that I am certain. Will I ever meet you remains the pondered question.
From “Love & Misadventure” by novelist and poet Lang Leav
There is a love I reminisce,
like a seed
I’ve never sown.
Or lips that I am yet to kiss,
not met my own.
Hands that wrap around my wrists,
that feel like home.
I wonder how it is I miss
I’ve never known.
Love is the longest four letter word in the English language. To understand, one need only consider the eternity it takes before a response after telling someone for the first time that you love him or her.
Canadian author and speech pathologist Vesna Bailey
First posted March 29, 2013
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
I never imagined I’d feel the sweetness of a boyhood first kiss a second time. You have taught me that magic of long ago was never lost. It was within waiting for your arrival.
German-born Swiss poet, novelist, and painter Hermann Karl Hesse
At the first kiss
I felt something
melt inside me
that hurt in
an exquisite way.
All my longings,
all my dreams
and sweet anguish,
All the secrets
that slept deep
within me came awake,
Everything made sense.
My heart has been broken many times. And there I bear the burden of knowing I have hurt others too often. Like a forest scorched by fire, there is much deadwood in my heart. Yet, now I feel the roots of new growth down deep that I had almost given up hope for.
Indian mystic, guru and spiritual teacher Osho
When you hold my hand… When you kiss me… When you hold me… When you forgive me quickly… When you look into my eyes… When you touch me… and in a hundred other ways I feel it. You love me the way I need to be loved.
From “I Love the Way You Love Me” by Lovely Goyal
Thank you for showing me such sweet tenderness. Being with you feels natural and good. I am excited to see you again, touch you and feel your lips on mine. Thoughts of you in my arms are sometimes only minutes apart.
Mumbai-based poet and freelance writer Sanober Khan
There is no meaning to be found beyond what I express. No amount of thought can figure out what was never spoken, expressed or done. Please accept what I say and what you see as the reality I live in. My heart is true.
Nineteenth Century New York writer Christian Nestell Bovee
Oh My Darling…
What dream is this? What wish consumes me? What fantasy am I lost in? What fancy have I plunged? What trance have I entered? What vision has blinded me? What delight am I lost within? What daydream have I fallen into? You Baby… YOU.
By romantic writer and blogger James Browning
of my soul.
of my mind.
For years I sensed you beyond imagination through every heartache that came; through every disappointment. I’ve been moving in your direction for so long I can no longer remember when your image began to take shape in my heart.
From “The Catastrophic History of You and Me” by Jess Rothenberg
I was falling.
time and space
and stars and sky
I fell for days
and what felt like
I fell until
I was falling.