love-story

When you touch a man's body, he will enjoy the moment, when you touch a man's heart he will remember it forever.

Be the love of your love, not the slave of your love.

Embrace the love of your life.

My greatest privilege is being married to a gentle loving husband. I am very grateful God made our path cross.

Our stories hold unique inspiration for one another.

We are all meant to be a little broken, it's just about finding someone who will take the time to mend you. Someone who loves you enough to want to find the pieces that may have fallen from you and glue you back together. This is what love is, to restore someone when they have been broken and chipped, and all the while, feeling content whilst mending them...

My tears of joyhear the raindrops crying,as the rain never wants to pourdown on my cloudy dayswhen I makeour love-dreamsfor the sun to dreamonly for you....(From the poem "Only For You" By Munia Khan)

I've said this before, but people love you for so many reasons. Some love you only for what you do for them. Some love you for how much money you spend. Some love you for your possessions. By now, we should know that isn't love, but merely infatuation. Don't be fooled into thinking a person like that is going to hang around once those things are gone.

My love for you is passionate and strong.

The bond of love is supernatural.

Her heart unfolded in her chest, took in all of him, and closed tightly, unwilling to let him go

His presence was stirring heat in all the wrong places and for all the wrong reasons.

_she was afraid of how he made her feel, because he made her feel way too much

Hey, you__e the one who can__ stand me being so close to you.

What__ bothering me is you always seem ready to snap my head off my shoulders and I__ not comfortable with that.

She loved this man. This wonderful, respectiful, willful man. And she couldn__ even tell him.

This is what Kay needs right now, soft touching and caring. When we're together, I want to love her just like this.

If it was possible for two people to make sparks, simply by connecting at their lips, I would think we would have been a firework display in the dark.