I love…
…when we go to a concert or show that you hold my hand as we snake our way through the crowd afterwards to make our exit.
Saying by Marvin Taylor
Love
is
not
singular
except
in
syllable.
I love…
…the feeling of anticipation I get each time to see you again after we have been apart: a gentle longing that tastes sweet and good.
An old Irish Blessing for a Loving Couple
May you both be blessed
With the strength of heaven,
The light of the sun and the
Radiance of the moon,
The splendor of fire,
The speed of lightning,
The depth of the sea,
The swiftness if wind,
The stability of earth,
And the firmness of rock.
I love…
…the occasional short text you send during the day just to say you care and are thinking about me. They seem to usually come at just the right moment.
By German poet Rainer Maria Rilke
Extinguish my sight, and I can still see you;
plug up my ears, and I can still hear;
even without feet I can walk toward you,
and without mouth I can still implore.
Break off my arms, and I will hold you
with my heart as if it were a hand;
strangle my heart, and my brain will still throb;
and should you set fire to my brain,
I still can carry you with my blood.
I love…
…the surprise when I walked outside and found you blowing bubbles. Thanks for letting me join. It was fun to play like a kid with you.
From “Calvin & Hobbes” by Bill Watterson,
I think we dream
so we don’t have
to be apart so long.
If we’re in
each other’s dreams,
we can play
together all night.
I love…
…that I have begun to dream again since our hearts became mingled together. Some time my dreaming feels wonderful and sweet; at others it is confusing or even unsettling; but what matters most is I’m having dreams again!
From song “Talkin’ World War III Blues” by Bob Dylan
I’ll
let
you
be
in
my
dream
if
I
can
be
in
yours.