Emotional Stew

Love…
…brings together how you and I are alike and stirs them in with lots ways of we are different. The resulting emotional stew tastes new and different each time I taste the recipe love has made of us.

American writer and essayist Todd Ruthman
It is the things
in common
that make
relationships
enjoyable,
but it is
the little
differences
that make
them
interesting.

The Sparkling In My Eyes

Love…
…brings a rise in my chest and fills me with a warm expanding inward glow when we embrace. There is a connection at such moments I can’t explain but I am certain anyone who looks can see the sparkling in my eyes long after.

From “On the Jellicoe Road” by Melinda Marchetta
When I turn around,
he cups my face in his hands
and he kisses me so deeply
that I don’t know
who is breathing for who,
but his mouth
and tongue taste
like warm honey.
I don’t know how long it lasts,
but when I let go of him,
I miss it already.

Big Inside

Love…
…is the stuff that makes a difficult morning easier to bear; sickness quicker to recover from; smiles to be more prevalent; and contentment to be a closer ally.

American poet and writer Margaret Abigail Walker Alexander
Love
stretches
your
heart
and
makes
you
big
inside.

For Whatever Time We May Steal

Love…
…is what it wants to be and only that. It makes of each person what it chooses. There is no choice of how much to love or how long. The only option is to love or not to love; to grab on for the ride however far it goes or else to see it go past and never know what might have been.

Relatively unknown American poet Roger C. Van Horn
What I can offer is simply me.
For whatever amount of time
we can steal.
I offer you laughter
for laughter is beauty.
I offer you honestly
for honestly is pure.
I offer you patience
for patience is needed to gain trust.
I offer you sincerity
for though my sincerity I will show
you my inner being and desires…
All I ask in return
is for you to be honest and open,
for through your honesty and openness
I will receive from you
all that I offer.

Beauty in Love’s Presence

Love…
…makes beautiful the ordinary and polishes the plain to shiny. An ordinary heart finds its beauty in loves presence; an everyday spirit finds its shine standing in love’s light.

American poet and Unitarian Minister, Kenneth L. Patton
She is
a maiden
made of
many flowers,
a million
blossoms
shaped to
form
one
bloom…

From the First Lingering Glance

Love…
…can make someone you met only days ago feel familiar beyond explanation. It feels as if you fell in love with the person long before you met them, but did not know it yet.

Taken from “New Love” by Matthew Baldwin
From the first
lingering glance
Shared by a pair
of prying hearts
To the last
dizzying dance
Performed by two sets
of intricate
intimate
parts
I knew you.

Fastened With Great Strength

Love…
…spans distance.  If you are across town or we are separated by thousands of miles, the same sun will shine on both of us; the same moon will be in the night sky we see. It’s a simple connection fastened with great strength.

American psychiatrist and author David Viscott
To
love
and
be
loved,
is to
feel
the
Sun
from
both
sides.

Most Fundamental Nature

Love…
…reveals and illustrates me truly as I truly am. There is no exhibition greater that can be shown of me than who and what I allow into my heart. To love is to be stripped bare to one’s most fundamental nature for anyone to see.

Spanish philosopher and essayist Ortega Y. Gasset
In their choice
of lovers,
both male
and female
reveal their
true nature.
The type of
human being
we prefer
reveals the
contours of
our heart.

The Lesson of Hope

Love…
…and its contradictions and inconsistencies are blissfully maddening. Nothing on Earth is so sought after yet understood so little. It is in loving that humans are best taught the lesson of hope: without love there is no faith and without faith there can be no love.

13th-century Persian poet and mystic Rumi
The minute
I heard
my first
love story,
I started
looking
for you,
not knowing
how blind
that was.

Inside One Is Changed

Love…
…almost never announces its coming in advance. Instead it arrives like being unexpectedly side-swiped in a sudden collision with nothing to show for it’s impact on the outside; only inside is one changed.

English playwright and novelist Charles Langbridge Morgan
There is
no surprise
more magical
than the
surprise
of being
loved.
It is God’s
finger on
man’s
shoulder.