Love…
…brings hope into one’s heart that is rooted in uncertainty and bound by possibility. The fire in love’s risk dampened by understanding sculpts a heart quietly inflamed.
Taken from “Love Plain and Simple” by Nicole
I get butterflies,
every time,
You look at me,
touch me,
talk to me.
Big cheesy smiles across my face,
You fill that empty place,
Deep in my heart,
Where it has been lonely
for such a long while…
Love…
…when chased, runs; when pushed away, departs; when ignored, vanishes. But when embraced, lives; when held close, grows; when acknowledged, shows itself.
Taken from a poem found on-line – “Gratitude” by ‘xJessibel’
My world wasn’t much,
Not at least till you came along.
Your kind words lifted me up,
You taught me to always be strong.
I can’t promise it will be easy,
I can promise it will be long.
But together… we can make it.
Together we can keep strong.
Love…
…is constantly varying and filled with ‘ups’ contrasted with ‘downs’. The high times strengthen for the low times. The good times train the heart and the difficult ones teach the mind. In balance like yen and yang, love has its best chance of survival.
British novelist and poet Anne Bronte
He who
dares not
grasp the
thorn
Should never
crave
the rose.
Love…
…does not always shout its presence or create a swirl of passion. Some of its best moments are quietly satisfying. There is no greater comfort than being your ordinary self with someone you love.
Saying by a writer unknown
Meeting you
was fate;
becoming
your friend
was a choice,
but falling
in love
with you
was beyond
my control.
Love…
…carves memories from the usual and commonplace by making the mundane into remarkable and the ordinary into exceptional. Something as common as sharing fortune cookie messages becomes a lastingly memorable moment we’ve shared.
“Thoughts on Love” by James Browning
A loud and deafening roar
hidden in silence;
A brilliant flash of light
concealed in darkness;
A complicated language
too mysterious for words;
A flavor mystifying
and secreted beyond taste;
A touch so delicate
and tender it cannot be felt;
Love is known only
by a sensing of the heart.
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.
Love…
…is the knowing you’ll be there if I need you to comfort me in times of sadness, care for me if I am sick, encourage me if I am down or just sit quietly with me and let time pass.
Thought by German philologist Max Muller
A flower
cannot blossom
without sunshine,
and man
cannot live
without love.
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.
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.
Love…
…is easily seen, or the lack of it noticed, by anyone who watches a couple interact. Oblivious of anyone looking a couple shows them self truly to the other and to anyone who observes them from nearby.
English playwright and novelist William Somerset Maugham
We are not the same persons
this year as last;
nor are those we love.
It is a happy chance if we,
changing,
continue to love
a changed person.
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