I love…
…how proud of me you are. It is humbling to be held in such esteem and makes me want all the more to be the best I can be in all ways.
From “You” by Louis Untermeyer
You are
The secret song of birds,
The thing that words
Can never name;
The fire
Within the flame;
The throb
Within the pulse;
The spirit that exults
Joy no grief can tame.
I love…
…that you remind me of things I have mentioned wanting to do. Once again today you caused me remember something important that otherwise would have slipped my memory.
Roman philosopher, statesman, and orator Marcus Tullius Cicero
If a man
could mount
to heaven
and survey
the mighty universe,
his admiration
of its beauties
would be
much diminished
unless he had someone
to share in his pleasure.
I love…
…that you are distinctively yourself. You know exactly how you want your coffee and what foods you like and don’t like. Even your clothes are tailored to fit the way you prefer. Knowing how choosy you are makes me feel all the more special that you picked me.
From “Evening Song” by American Musician and Poet Sidney Lanier
Look off, dear Love, across the sallow sands,
And mark yon meeting of the sun and sea,
How long they kiss in sight of all the lands.
Ah! longer, longer, we.
Come forth, sweet stars,
and comfort heaven’s heart;
Glimmer, ye waves, round else unlighted sands.
O night! divorce our sun and sky apart
Never our lips, our hands.
I love…
…waking up in the morning and getting an email or text from you before I get around to sending you one. My mornings are always better when you put some of yourself at the threshold of my new day.
Quote from French author Jules Renard
Love is
like an
hourglass,
with the heart
filling up
as the
brain
empties.
I love…
…the many little things that endear you to me: the way you linger in a hug; the sensation of your hand in mine; the feeling of your slender back when I hold you; the way your eyes dance like a child when you laugh and how you enjoy the attentions of an old-fashioned chivalrous man like me.
Philosopher of ancient China, Lao Tzu
Being
deeply
loved by
someone
gives you
strength;
loving
someone
deeply
gives you
courage.
I love…
…you with a feeling beyond thought and logic; apart from reason and common sense; above wisdom and below rationale. From instinct and intuition alone does my heart move toward you.
Brazilian lyricist and novelist Paulo Coelho
I think that perhaps
we always fall in love
the very first time we see
the person of our dreams,
even though, at the time,
reason may be telling
otherwise, and we may fight
against that instinct,
hoping against hope
that we won’t win,
until there comes a point
when we allow ourselves
to be vanquished by our feelings…
I love…
…how you give of yourself to help others. Your deeply caring soul is one of many things that writes your name in a uniquely special place in my heart.
Unknown, but often credited to Johnny Depp
Love
is not
blind,
it simply
enables
one
to see
things
others
fail to see.
I love…
…knowing when you are having a better than average day. Caring about you puts the wish in my heart that all of life be as good for you possible. Your lifted spirits brings me joy in knowing you feel happy.
Taken from “I Love Your Smile” by Ronald Doe
I love your eyes and your soft sighs
I love your inner beauty too
I love the way each passing day
You give a love so warm and true
I love your clothes, your turned up nose
The way your precious kisses taste
But most of all, my living doll
I love the smile upon your face
I love…
…when you send a short email or text just before you go to bed saying you had an enjoyable day and feel happy. Some of your positive magic rubs off making it easier for sleep to find me and for my dreams to find you.
Polish born-American novelist Anzia Yezierska
If
I had
never met
you
I would
have dreamed
you
into being.
I love…
…that although we spend the majority of our time apart you are vibrantly and consistently alive in my thoughts and feelings. Where ever I go you travel with me in my heart and mind.
From “To Mary” by English poet John Clare
I sleep with thee
And wake with thee
And yet thou art not there;
I fill my arms
with thoughts of thee
And press the common air.
Thy eyes are gazing upon mine
When thou art out of sight;
My lips are always
Touching thine
At morning,
Noon,
And night
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