Magic of Love

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Time Makes Love

Love…
…takes time and time makes love. Moving through its chapters, love is ever-changing and evolving. Even when lasting it’s constantly becoming less or becoming more at the same time. I wonder what our love will be like when we’re ninety?

From “Love and Age” by Thomas Peacock
…though first love’s impassion’d blindness
Has pass’d away in colder light,
I still have thought of you with kindness,
And shall do, till our last good-night.
The ever-rolling silent hours
Will bring a time we shall not know,
When our young days of gathering flowers
Will be an hundred years ago.

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Beautiful, Wonderful, Mysterious

Love…
…cannot be bought or stolen or given. It cannot be avoided or denied. Love is the beautiful, wonderful, mysterious mortar that binds two souls together.

Created by a writer unknown
Do what makes you
Happy.
Be with who makes you
Smile.
Laugh as much as you
Breathe
and Love as long as you
Live.

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A Smile in My Heart

Love…
… is free. It cannot be bought, sold, or traded. No person can make someone love them, nor can they prevent it. Love strikes like lightning, unpredictable and certain. It comes, or not, of its own will and in its own timing.

By American Poet Sheri Daugherty
Here, I am again
sitting alone
daydreaming
about you…
with dreams
that leave
a smile
in my heart.

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Spun Into Extravagant Joy

Love…
…is a simple thing fully understood by no human of any time. It is the third need of the body: water, food and love. It arrives when it wishes and departs unpredictably. Love is both an affliction and a blessing; pleasure and pain spun into extravagant joy.

Pablo Neruda, Sonnet 12, translated by Stephen Tapscott
Oh, love is
a journey with
water and stars,
with drowning air
and storms of flour;
love is
a clash of lightnings,
two bodies subdued
by one honey.

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Deep and Good

Love…
…for you has grown into a feeling that is mostly calm and peaceful. The jittery nerves that came at first were exciting but not completely comfortable. The groove we have settled into now feels deep, lasting and good.

“The Question” by Conor MacFarlane
What can be received
But never stolen?
Can be sought
But never sold?
Can be learnt
But never taught?
Can be felt
But never touched?
Love.

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Like You Did Mine

Love…
…comes when it is least expected and rarely arrives when it is yearned for most. At the time love seems most improbable someone appears and in a sweeping surprise captures your heart; just like you did mine.

By an anonymous/unknown author
Anyone
can catch
your eye, but
it takes
someone
special
to catch
your heart.

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In Its Fullest Dimensions

Love…
…is known when no words are spoken; felt when you are not near; seen when night is darkest black; smelled in a scentless room and tasted without need for flavor. It is within my sixth sense, the intuition of my heart, where love is known in its full dimensions.

“Come Slowly” by American poet Emily Dickinson
Come slowly, Eden
Lips unused to thee.
Bashful, sip thy jasmines,
As the fainting bee,
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums,
Counts his nectars, alights,
And is lost in balms!

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Mutually Satisfying Weirdness

I love…
…having a simple meal like soup or a sandwich while we talk about whatever pops up. We never seem to lack for something to talk about that we are both interested in.

American author Robert Lee Fulghum
We’re all a little weird.
And life is weird.
And when we find someone
whose weirdness
is compatible with ours,
we join up with them
and fall into
mutually satisfying weirdness
and call it love… true love.

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A Delicious Treat

I love…
…your soft touch, expressive manner and loving ways. Your hug has become a delicious treat to me and a kiss is the cherry on top of that delicacy.

Taken from “From June to December” by Summer Villanelle
You know exactly what to do—
Your kiss, your fingers on my thigh—
I think of little else but you.
It’s bliss to have a lover who,
Touching one shoulder, makes me sigh—
You know exactly what to do.
But is it love? And is it true?
Who cares? This much I can’t deny:
You know exactly what to do;
I think of little else but you.

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Healing Vibes and Loving Thoughts

I love…
…the caring words you send to me. The cold I am suffering with today is a little easier to bear because of what you emailed this morning: “Take good care of yourself today. I am sending healing vibes and loving thoughts.”

American publisher and motivational author Louise Hay
Love
is
the
most
important
healing
power
there
is.