My Everything

My Love…
Your love comforts and consoles me; it encourages and inspires me. Loving you has helped me live up to my hopes and dreams far more than I could ever have done alone. You are my ‘everything’.

From book “So Thankful” by American writer Marvin Taylor
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is
not
singular
except
in
syllable.

Nourishment for My Blossoming

My Love…
During the years we’ve shared I have grown far beyond who I used to be. Your love has been fertile ground for my growth; your tenderness the rain that sustained me; your faithfulness the nourishment for my blossoming.

From “Hai Darling!” by Badrul Hisham Shari
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stretches
your
heart
and
makes
you
big
inside.

Reserved For Angels

Love…
…is little bits of heaven we are allowed to have on Earth. In fleeting moments of love’s goodness humans are allowed to borrow a depth of feeling usually reserved for angels.

American humorist Henry Wheeler Shaw under pen name Josh Billings
tumblr_lsxqp2zkco1qzy3mjo1_500Marrying
for love
may be
a bit
risky,
but
it is so
honest
that God
can’t help
but
smile
on it.

No Beginning or End

Love…
…knows no sense of time; no beginning or end. Loving always feels like something awakened within that has been there all along but was sleeping, waiting to be brought to life.

From the novel/movie “Message in a Bottle” by Nicholas Sparks
1309964129668_fWithout you
in my arms,
I feel an
emptiness
in my soul.
I find myself
searching
the crowds
for your face;
I know it’s an
impossibility,
but I cannot
help myself.

Not a Choice

Love…
…has to be a little crazy to be good. Falling in love is like jumping off a really tall building. Your brain tells you it is not a good idea, but your heart tells you that you can fly.

From “Bel Canto” by American writer Ann Patchett
Croatian couple who jumped into the ocean in their wedding clothes

Love
was
action.

It
came
to
you.

It
was
not
a
choice.

No Longer Complete

Love…
…stirs deeply when we look at each other. Making eye contact with you is one the single most uplifting experiences I have ever known. In those moments we connect to be one living and breathing being; apart, no longer complete.

From “Deliriium” by American author Lauren Oliver
2313014679_0890cb221a_oEDITAs soon as I look up,
his eyes click onto my face.
The breath whooshes
out of my body and
everything freezes
for a second, as though
I’m looking at him
through my camera lens,
zoomed in all the way,
the world pausing
for that tiny span of time
between the opening
and closing of the shutter.

The Entire Evening Sky

Love…
…can endure. Though years and decades; misery and happiness; accomplishment and failure; joy and heartbreak; in life, and I suspect after death. I have loved you best, most and above all.

Love Quote by a writer unknown/anonymous
Milky%20Way%203%20new-LEDITIf I could reach up
and hold a star
for every time
you’ve made
me smile,
the entire
evening sky
would be
in the palm
of my hand.

Do you Long for Me?

I love…
…how you get “goose bumps” and shutter with delight when I kiss and nibble on your left shoulder. In such moments we melt together. Reality beyond us no longer exists.

From the song “Do You Long For Me Tenderly” by Elsa Schieder,
Angel Navarro photodo you long for me tenderly
do you long for my embrace
do you long for me tenderly
do you long to touch softly
your palm to my face
do you long to hold me
do you long to caress
do you long to love me
with tenderness

By Love Bent

Love…
…transforms people and alters lives. No one remains the same after it finds them. Much like wind and weather bends and shapes a sapling; each of us is by love formed and fashioned.

From the book “Come to My Senses” by Peter McWilliams
120620-155001-Shaped_by_nature-large EDITLove…
no matter
what you
feel it for,
is still love.
The object does not
change the emotion.
But the emotion
quite often
changes the object.

All These Things

Love…
…is mystery. Or maybe it is happiness; or a communion of kindred spirits. Or maybe love is a tender touch and a gentle hand. Surely it must be passion, hope and the stuff of dreams. Love is all these things and a hundred more like them.

German philosopher, poet and composer Friedrich Nietzsche
handing off my heartWhat else
is love but
understanding
and rejoicing
in the fact
that another
person lives,
acts, and experiences…