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There would definitely be way fewer instances of cheating, if the average couple did not have sex only when the woman feels like it.

Take me when I'm wild.Take me when I'm free.Take me for meand I will take you as you want to be.

What happens when I love, you ask, does the world start making sense? No, my dear, it does not. But it won__ matter to you then.

I don__ know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at you.To dodge your skin in the hallwayand leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat.It takes much too effort to stare at the sinkso my eyes don__ smile at you in the mirror.It takes much too effort to look away as we undressand lie apart in the now bigger bed.It takes much too effort to stiffen my bodybecause sleepy limbs forget fightsand pride is always lost in dreams.It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us.I dread the light peeking through the parted curtainsand empathise with your groans __ didn__ get any sleep either.I really don__ know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at one anotherwhen it__ so easy for us to love.

Share yourself with me. I will never judge you. I am here and I will stay here only to love you.

The reason as to why we are attracted to our opposites is because they are our salvation from the burden of being ourselves.

I was mistaken when I said you live in my heart. How absurd I was when you live in my fingertips so that everything I touch is you. How foolish I was when you live in my toes so that everywhere I go there's you. How senseless of me to say you live in my heart when you breathe in my lungs, walk on my mind, and drink in my mouth. I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you.

Being deeply, passionately, and intensely in love is being deeply, passionately, and intensely in life.

I love you so much I want to share youwith yourself.I know you do not insist that I do, but I love you so much I want to shareGod with you.

If love weighs you downand casts a shadow on your lifethen it isn__ love.Love is light and makes you light.

I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you.

We start a relationship with someone not only because of how great they are but how great they make us feel. And because they have granted us this extraordinary gift__ chance to experience love, joy, compassion, and security __t is our exclusive privilege to make them feel wonderful about themselves, especially during days when they, themselves, don't feel so wonderful.

You are my favourite part of life.

Speak to me: I will spend my lifetime trying to understand you.

How is it possible, you ask, for love to be greater than the person who does the loving? That__ because love defies the rules of reason. It is the only exception.

I__ a winner because I always bet on you.

I write because the security of your love allows me to develop my craft without concerning myself with trivialities _ as if your love could be any more complete. But I write, in the first place,because of you, my muse. I write for your green eyes to glance at my humble words and for the pleasure of hearing you utter them.

I fell in loveand then I became love.