true-love

True love is a different story. When it happens, individuals usually feel in touch with each other's core identity. Embarking on such a relationship is frightening precisely because we feel there is no place to hide. We are known. All the ecstasy that we feel emerges as this love nurtures us and challenges us to grow and transform.

My captive. My wife. My entire world.I will love her to the end of time, and I will never, ever let her go.

For true love is inexhaustible; the more you give, the more you have. And if you go to draw at the true fountainhead, the more water you draw, the more abundant is its flow.

Love need not speak volumes. It need not demand proof. It never has a happy ending - simply because it doesn't end as long as love is pure and true_.

True love comes from the heart and not from the words.

In every laugh, he hears her, in every tear, he sees her. Not a mere reflection, the complete 'her'.

I didn't know someone whom I wasn't seeking, could make me feel like I didn't need to search anymore.

Whisper me a kiss_Softly_ softly brushing my cheekAs an - Oh! - so delicate caress_A gentle kiss upon my fingertips,So healing in its tenderness_Breathing your kiss upon my mouth,You softly whisper me a kiss_Oh! Whisper me a kiss_In your sweet breath is the promiseWafting me gently to a healing spaceThis oft tossed ship carried __on your breathOh! Let me harbor in your embrace!Oh love_ again_ whisper me a kiss_Set us free to sail __ross time and space.Oh! Again_ Whisper me a kiss_In your arms, the promise of forever_Shining as stars in your ebony eyesCome my love, tomorrow__ our dawn_Floating free as the star flies Our love, the vessel_ you, my tether_On whispered kisses, together we__l rise.Softly_ Softly_ Whisper me a kiss_"Whisper Me A Kiss"by D. Denise Dianaty© 30 August 2014

This kiss was hello.It was I've missed you, I've craved you, I've never forgotten you.This kiss was love.

He cupped his hand around her cheek, and she marveled at how perfectly his palm fit her cheek. His fingers in her hair, she waited, maybe for an eternity, for his lips to meet hers. When they did it was like being inside an exploding star. Time and space became irrelevant. She slipped her arms under his, clinging to him, his body the only thing stopping her from drifting away, untethered in space. His hand on her back slipped under layers of clothes, finding her skin. He pulled her close, and she leaned into him, feeling like she could never be close enough to him.

Cash leaned forward against her hand and Harper met him halfway. The kiss was powerful and demanding. Harper wrapped her arms around Cash, feeling his heartbeat against her chest. The kiss was more aggressive than either of them meant it to be, and, when they pulled apart, they were both breathing fast, like they had sprinted toward each other. ____e been waiting a long time to do that,_ Cash said, out of breath.__ight years,_ Harper murmured. __y whole life,_ Cash corrected, leaning in again.

If i can't be your true love, i want to be your worst nightmare.

I could not remember my first kiss, but I could have told you Charlotte would be my last.

True love doesn't demand..It only loves.

A few years have gone and come around when we were sittin' at our favorite spot in town and you looked at me, got down on one knee. Take me back to the time when we walked down the aisle; the whole town came and our mammas cried. And you said "I do.", and I did, too. Take me home where we met so many years before; we'll rock our babies on the very front porch. After all this time, you and I. And I'll be eighty-seven you'll be eighty-nine, I'll still look at you like the stars that shine. In the sky. Oh, my my my.

Fairy Tales give you more than just smile. They give you Hope. Hope that at the end true love conquers all odds and slays every dragon.

If she had loved him, he would have opened windows, allowed all of that precious light of hers in she wanted! If she could tolerate him, he would have donated to every stinking animal shelter in her name, quit his drinking habits completely, and played music for her anytime she wanted! He would have gone out, faced the cruel public, and embraced their scorn just to be close to her, continued to hide in the shadows of her life until she needed him_If she had loved him, he would have done anything.

I told Seven the Bartender that true love is felonious."Not if they're over eighteen," he said, shutting the till of the cash register.By then the bar itself had become an appendage, a second torso holding up my first. "You take someone's breath away," I stressed. "You rob them of the ability to utter a single word." I tipped the neck of the empty liquor bottle toward him. "You steal a heart."He wiped up in front of me with a dishrag. "Any judge would toss that case out on its ass.""You'd be surprised."Seven spread the rag out on the brass bar to dry. "Sounds like a misdemeanor, if you ask me."I rested my cheek on the cool, damp wood. "No way," I said. "Once you're in, it's for life.