Love…
…has remade me. I am changed. See my smile? It was never this large before. See my eyes? The sparkle wasn’t there previously. I stand straighter and walk with more confidence. I am not a different person, but a far better version.
Composer Ludwig van Beethoven to his Immortal Beloved
Oh,
continue
to love me,
never
misjudge
the most
faithful
heart
of your
beloved.
ever
thine,
ever
mine,
ever
ours.
Love…
…does not require me to be in love to feel loved. I can relive good memories of old flames, fall head over heels with a character in a book or find joy in the happiness of others. Only with an already open loving heart can I ever fall in love again.
“Your Kiss” by contemporary poet Shelagh Bullman
Your kiss is like a roller coaster ride up to the stars,
Or dancing on a moonbeam, a rocket trip to Mars;
Your kiss is like a thunderbolt striking to my heart,
Makes my body quiver and my senses fall apart;
Your kiss is like riding on the back of Angels wings,
Flying me over golden meadows, mountains & silver streams:
Your kiss is like a Love song without a single word,
And only in this heart of mine this love song can be heard;
Your kiss to me is Heaven, a Paradise of Love and Laughter,
Let’s kiss amongst the starlit skies for now and ever after.
Love…
…makes me unafraid with you. I’m at peace when I drift off to sleep with you next to me knowing that you’d protect me with all that you are, even to death if it was required. I would do the same for you without a second thought.
American drama critic and editor George Jean Nathan
A man reserves his true
and deepest love
not for the species
of woman
whose company
he finds himself
electrified and
enkindled,
but for that one
in whose company
he may feel
tenderly drowsy.
Love…
…creates a place of shelter within a loved ones heart. Nothing nor anyone can take away the safe harbor found there. Not distance, nor sickness or even death can destroy it.
From “A Life for a Life by English novelist and poet Dinah Craik
Oh, the comfort;
the inexpressible comfort
of feeling safe with a person;
having neither to weigh thoughts
nor measure words,
but pouring them all right out,
just as they are,
chaff and grain together;
certain that a faithful hand
will take and sift them,
keep what is worth keeping,
and then with the breath of kindness
blow the rest away.
Love…
… will change lovers irrevocably. It bonds two people into a single entity with four arms, four legs, two minds, two hearts and one love. The knowing of where each ends and the other begins becomes happily lost.
From an image on http://sayingimages.com
I love you
for all
that you
are, all
that you
have been
and all
you are
yet
to be.
Love…
…told me to stop anticipating her to come calling. Love said, when you expect me no more and your yearning subsides is when I will bring the one you want, need and dream of.
“It’s All I Have To Bring Today ” American Poet Emily Dickinson
It’s all I have to bring today –
This,
and my heart beside –
This,
and my heart,
and all the fields –
And all the meadows wide –
Be sure you count –
should I forget
Someone the sum could tell –
This,
and my heart,
and all the Bees
Which in the clover dwell.
Love…
…is the surprise of coming home and finding a card you left neatly tucked by my front door. Reading your words of fondness for me exceed what I can see in myself, yet reading them makes me want to be more than I am.
13th-century Persian Muslim poet and Sufi mystic, Rumi
Your task is
not to seek
for love,
but merely
to seek
and find
all the barriers
within
yourself
that you have
built against it.
Love…
…seeks to find its mirror reflection; something very similar but quite different. Grace is a balance of similarity and difference that allows the most peaceful and enduring love.
American Writer Todd Ruthman
It is the things
in common
that make
relationships
enjoyable,
but it is
the little
differences
that make
them
interesting.
Love…
…shows its depth long after the initial nervousness and tentative passion of love’s beginning. It is what remains when the season takes away the easy blossoms and obvious greenery. The roots that survive on the coldest of days is where love finds its greatest power.
Taken from an untitled poem by an author unknown
You feel like home to me;
With your knowing smile,
You can put me at ease.
You feel like home to me;
A safe and peaceful place,
Where I can relax and be free.
You feel like home to me;
The warm and gentle comfort,
Of all familiar things.
Love…
…cares not that we come from different places, that our life experience has been different or that we have decades of living already behind us. What matters is how we are alike, what we might share and the amount of life left to be lived in front of us.
English romantic and philosophical poet William Wordsworth
That though the radiance
which was once so bright
be now forever taken
from my sight.
Though nothing
can bring back the hour
of splendor in the grass;
glory in the flower.
We will grieve not,
rather find strength
in what remains behind.
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