Love is

Love is as you want it to be luke warm to savagely hot...not a place for just some loose change.
 
Love is...possible? I hope so.

And I fucking love those cute "Love is..." cartoons. Just wanted to say that. :D
 
love is knowing that a person is your other half. Sharing strengths when needed and sharing the so many joys of life together.
 
Love is when you can't sleep because reality is better than your dreams...:heart:
 
1. Love is going home crying & accepting the pain
for lost love.

2. LOVE: When it happens, you don't have to say anything
so much gets said without words.

3. In Love, it is the words we chose that draw
attention to our needs and wants.

4. Romance is feeding the fire and being rewarded with
the warmth of her love.
 
Love is the opening to the window of your soul and knowing that the other person will never shut it.
 
Love is...

...that all-encompassing satisfaction of knowing that you are accepted, appreciated and desirable to another .... that he has your best interest at heart and that his intentions are never to hurt or harm you ... love is a place of comfort, may it be arms or space and time, in which you can safely explore all aspects of yourself (emotional, spiritual, physical) while thoroughly enjoying all aspects of him. It is also, ideally, that place where you are safe to explore your sexuality and be released and treasured and elevated to heights of passion, ecstasy and pleasure that can only be found when two really do become one in mind, spirit and soul ... Love is what I truly miss and always long for.
 
Love is.....trusting

...that the person you have opened yourself to is going to take care of your mind, body and soul.

...that when you leap, the other person is going to be there to catch you.

...that no matter what happens, what obstacles you face, things will work out because they have to.

(I love you Bisolom)

:heart::heart::heart:
 
still getting a special "tingle". and the feeling of wholeness, when you hear his voice on the phone. Even though you've lived together for almost seven years.:heart::heart::heart:
 
The way he squeezes my hand reassuringly, without me telling him I have something worrying me....
 
Love is ............ Donating blood....................you don't know who will receive it, but you love yourself and the world enough to give.
 
Love is no longer fearing you'll get a cavity when you see sappy Litsters around the PG :D
 
Who ya calling sappy?! :eek: Talk about cavities....you lolly-licking, muffin pushing procrastinator.....:D;)
Oh, name-calling, are we? You sure you wanna bring it, Sappy McLovinHerMan?

And I didn't mention any names *blinks innocently*

:D
 
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