Love is

Love today was the kiss I just received before my girlfriend went to go work out. Such a small, simple thing but it made me warm from the inside out. :heart:
 
Listening to him talk...he makes so much sense and I just wish I had half of the strength that I see in him...if I did...if I could just apply it to my own life...love is being so scared of what the future holds but feeling as if he is holding my hand the whole time...even though he is a thousand miles away :heart: .

His words today made me cry (though I'm not sure if he knew it or not, but guess he does now :eek: )...not becuase I was hurt or sad...but because I realized that he puts me first (well right behind his child, as should be :heart: )...love is realizing how deeply the other person cares...:rose: :kiss: :heart:
 
Love is....

Listening to her talk about her food, eat her food, moan like she is having the best sex of her LIFE....and still be able to grin whenever she looks at me.
 
Love is . . .

Acceptance, understanding, and willingness to grow.

When you look into her eyes and see only your own reflection.

When you don't have to wonder where she is, or who she is with.

When every time you make love, it's like the first time . . . yet with that instinctual feeling that you know what she likes.
 

"Did you feel me kiss your tears away or hear me whisper against your ear my words of a love that would keep you safe and always be with you?"
:heart:
 
Love is...

Luna_Wolf72 said:
Listening to her talk about her food, eat her food, moan like she is having the best sex of her LIFE....and still be able to grin whenever she looks at me.

Letting her post these insane, untrue ;) remarks about me.

:p :rose:
 
Three hundred Sixty-five

Moments
when boundaries dissolve into
delicious, all-encompassing
oneness.

Expressions:
tight-roped,
nourishing, nurturing.
Familiar, yet wonderfully different.

Enigmas …
erotic,
exquisite and radiant
chance encounters.

Sensations.
Overwhelming, tirelessly,
in perpetual
and blessed
sunshine.

Affirmations:
No-breaths
in awe of
tangible certainties.

Existences -

attainable purpose
surrounded by
beauteous togetherness.
 
Love is when somebody becomes your family in your eyes, something you never really thought possible until now.
x
V
 
love is bursting into tears when I heard his voice on the phone unexpectedly - after a year or so apart, not talking, not writing.
 
Love is letting go of how you thought things should be and enjoying how they really are...
 
So much lovely in this thread, I had to contribute

I have no clue about love in definitive terms. I have accepted that while it used to be very disconcerting for me to not be able to define how I felt about her and vice versa, we were both sure about how it felt.

The clincher for me, is that for once in my life, I was able to accept that I had no way of explaining our connection. And I was surrendering to this towering feeling, without being afraid to feel.

This sense of ease I felt in not knowing, is what enabled me to surrender to this feeling with a regard and revere I never knew before her. For I was usually the one who ran.
I don't assume anything about love, not in the sense that I feel I know it with any sort of expertise. I simply live with a comfort now with what I cannot define when it comes to our love. It surprises me every day. Probably always will.
 
Love is wanting to tell you, show you - how much I care. But there are no words . . . no way of showing, how much you mean to me. No lyrics, poem, flowers, quote, act of love - nothing that already exists, is even a remote reflection of this feeling I have when I am with you.

:heart:
 
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