A Sonnet On Love
Lips whisper in my unbelieving ear, Tales of a love that lingers forever, To mend a broken heart and banish fear, Young lovers need only be together.
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Lips whisper in my unbelieving ear, Tales of a love that lingers forever, To mend a broken heart and banish fear, Young lovers need only be together.
Roses are red Violets are blue Is this feeling that you have Really love to you.
All too soon, it seems, we are adults and ready to experience this other kind of love, love of the tingling hot kind. Yes, being in love with a person of the opposite sex.
Your words are a. Soft embrace,. An auditory cuddle,. Imprinted in my. Glowing memory,. Each syllable a. Gentle lovers kiss,. A verbally constructed. Painkiller,. Your laugh; an echo,. A memory of.
Is love not knowing what you love about them. Is it not knowing what you would do without them. Is love right for all or just some. Does love make you want to run.
When you look at someone, and their face is absolutely flawless, they make you smile and they make you laugh they make you the best person you could be.
There needs to be a contract. To sign before love starts. There should be some sort of guidelines. To protect our precious hearts. There needs to be some comeback. For those who break the laws.
Every piece of memory is crucial.
What is it that makes one person love another. Is it looks. Sense of humour. Intelligence. Personality. Drive. Or is it just that one person can bring something into your life that no other can.
Love can make you feel invincible when ur with the one u ❤ Making ❤ is full of emotion full of your heart and soul. To be with someone Who you'd die for risk ur life for.
They may not be perfect, but don't worry, you aren't either and the two of you never will be. But if he can make you laugh at least once and causes you to think twice.
awhile, adv. I love the vagueness of words that involve time. It took him awhile to come back - it could be a matter of minutes or hours, days or years.
I wonder sometimes if we're stuck to each other, If we're better together, like hills and the heather. Can I kiss you each morning , if I say the right words.
Love is such a curious thing, Easy to give, hard to rescind. Easy to say 'I love you too', Yet hard to broach the 'I love you'.