Honey…
“I’m home”. That’s how I feel in your arms; safe, cherished and loved. There is no better or stronger sense of belonging that I have known.
From “Home Sweet Home” by American novelist T.A. Chase
Home is
my heart
in your
hands,
and yours
in mine.
Nothing
will ever
change that.
Is it possible? Could it be true? Could I match someone so well she turns out to want only me as much as I want only her? Logic spins a hundred cautions. My heart trumps their appearance ten-fold with love.
By little known American writer, Michaela Ruiz
I think that we
were both
the same star
in the beginning
of the universe
and as the star
exploded
we drew apart.
Our atoms
merging
into two
different bodies,
but over time
our atoms
found a way
and found
each other again.
My Darling…
Through good times and not; through all the sweetness and what comes that’s bitter; through every sunny and rainy day, through agreement and difference, through health and sickness… I will love you and keep my place by your side. Always.
“Through It All” by Wayne Visser
Worlds may collide –
The sky turn to black
Mountains may crumble
The earth shake beneath your feet
Rivers may dry up
The oceans lash out with tidal waves –
And through it all
I will stand beside you.
Others may desert you –
Fair weather friends and fickle family
They may walk away
Turn their backs and harden their hearts
They may change their minds
Break their promises and leave –
But through it all
I will be beside you.
Storms may come –
The seasons turn to winter
Rain may fall
The sunshine blotted out to grey
Drought may strike
The soil left parched and cracked –
Yet through it all
I will stay beside you.
People may talk –
Wag their poison tongues and frown
They may whisper
Spread their rumours like a plague
They may sow their lies
Tut-tut and shake their disapproving heads –
Still through it all
I will be beside you.
We may be apart –
Separated by borders and time zones
Oceans may divide us
Whole continents stand in our way
Walls of belief may rise up
Demarcating your world and mine –
And through it all
I will appear beside you.
Sickness may visit –
Weaken your will to rise and shine
Time may grow heavy
Drag down your body and fray your mind
Doubts may linger
Gnawing at our love like a cancer –
But through it all
I will remain beside you.
Through all of this and more –
Through shining days and unexpected adventures
Through vivid nights and breath-taking summits
Through blissful moments and beauty discovered
Through passion flights and laughter spilled together –
I will be beside you
Because side by side, for now and always
Is where we belong.
Wayne Visser © 2012
My Darling…
Still I am astounded. When first you came into view, I knew you, yet you were a complete stranger. Still you were so familiar; so known to me. Is it no wonder that I fell so easily? It feels like you have always been in my heart.
Canadian writer and poet, Christy A. Martine
I spent
my days
waiting
for you,
searching
the crowds
for your face.
I stopped
breathing
the moment you
recognized me,
as you
captured
my soul
with your gaze.
Sweetheart…
My eyes see color in more luscious shades; everything I touch has a richer texture; smells of the season are unusually delightful; music is more pleasing to hear and even food tastes better. Why? Love, my darling; our love…
Reporter, Publicist, writer and Humorist Franklin P. Jones
Love
doesn’t
make
the
world
go
’round.
Love
is
what
makes
the
ride
worthwhile.
There’s a huge difference in sex and making love. We have sex with someone who can satisfy us physically, but we make love to someone who can satisfy us soulfully and eternally. Once you realize the fine-line between making love and having sex, you will understand the meaning of life! Life isn’t only about survival, it’s about living and so is making love. We have sex to satisfy our lust and hunger, which is nothing, but survival, but we make love to feed our soul and our mind, to fill a void that is there since a long time, that longs for a partner and that needs someone whom we want to spend the next morning with!
When you have sex just for physical pleasure, you are ashamed and guilty at one point of life or another, but when you make love to someone who means everything to you, you are always proud of it. Never in life, not even a single time, you regret that time and the moments spent with that person. You will always rejoice it and remember it with equal passion and joy. Mehek Bassi
Making love…
more than simply
a pleasurable act
between two people.
It encompassed all that a couple
was supposed to share:
trust & commitment,
hopes & dreams,
a promise to make it through
whatever the future might bring.
Nicholas Sparks
“Colpo di fulmine”; a stroke of lightning; the moment you meet and there’s a mesmeric attraction far beyond the physical; a knowing at the level of the soul that’s innate, unexplainable, and irresistible; rare true love waiting to unfold.
From “A Thousand Pieces of You” by Claudia Gray
I believe in a moment.
A moment when you
glimpse the truth
within someone,
and they glimpse
the truth within you.
In that moment,
you don’t belong to yourself
any longer, not completely.
Part of you belongs to him;
part of him belongs to you.
After that, you can’t take it back,
no matter how much you want to,
no matter how hard you try.
Sweetheart…
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
Patience
is not
an absence
of action;
rather it
is “timing”…
it waits
on the
right time
to act,
for the right
principles
and in the
right way.
Sweetheart…
In all the words I’ve said and written, there has yet to be a time the love within me was accurately conveyed. No words can approximate what grows in my heart. Let me hold you while we drift to sleep so I can express what is impossible to speak.
From “The Love of an Unknown Soldier”by an Anonymous Writer
The things one says
are always inadequate:
it’s the touch
of live hands,
of lips pressed
to lips
that count.
I want to
hold you
and say nothing.
Sweetheart…
A fire that warms but does not injure; a fall that moves upward and never down; a strength unbreakable, yet pliable and tender. Such things, and more, my love for you is made of; my feelings for you true and unmistakable.
From “The Notebook” by writer and film producer Nicholas Sparks
The best
love is
the kind
that awakens
the soul
and makes
us reach
for more,
that plants
a fire
in our
hearts and
brings peace
to our minds.
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