love-is-all-you-need

The only thing that comes close to defining me correctly is my love.

Like freshly cut roses, I place life in a vase... of love.

We call a story about love a love story. We call a poem about love a love poem. Well then, my dear, aren__ our lives love lives?

Love is when you can understand each other's silences.

Nothing compares to the feeling that you get when you are in love.

When we kissed for the second time, we didn't stop (couldn't).

While outside the window, the raindrops pitter pattered on leaves that shivered and sparkled, inside we made love for the first time!

Whenever they met, the air crackled and sparks flew in the sky.

When I see you smile, I feel a volcano of lovely eruptions happening within my heart!

You can't take love for granted! You need to be patient. And just as flowers take time to blossom, love will one day blossom in your heart!

Love is a strange feeling! And you cannot understand what happens to you when it does happen to you. Some days you feel as if you are floating over the wispy clouds and the majestic mountains. Other days you feel as if you are swimming alongside the beautiful myriad colored fishes in the vast ocean. Some days you feel as if you can understand the language of the birds and the bees and other days you feel as if the walls and doors are talking to you!

Let's sleepyou on top of memy hands circling your waistyours holding my facemy legs entangled in yoursyours tenderly wrapped in mineyour eyes looking deeply into minemine staring longingly at yoursand we will keep searching for our footsteps in the sands of time...

Let's sleepyou on top of memy hands circling your waistyours holding my facemy legs entangled in yoursyours tenderly wrapped in minemy eyes staring longingly at yoursyours looking deeply into mineand we will keep searching for our footsteps in the sands of time...

Just knowing that you are there and you would be thinking about me while I am thinking about you makes my heart feel serene and contented.

We hold hands together delicately and sublimely and look longingly into each other__ eyes.

And what did the North Star tell the Moon last night? He said "I love you!

And then in a moment of pure magic, our lips touch tenderly and sensitively!

I don't need the sea to drown in, your eyes are enough for me!