Love is

LOVE IS when you feel this way

. "I ran up the door, closed the stairs
Said my PJ's and put on my prayers
Turned off the bed and hopped in the light
All because you kissed me good-night!"
 
omahaman2 said:
LOVE IS when you feel this way

. "I ran up the door, closed the stairs
Said my PJ's and put on my prayers
Turned off the bed and hopped in the light
All because you kissed me good-night!"


This made me smile Ohaha... Made me remember when I felt that very same way.
Thanks for sharing that! :kiss:
 
"Love is feeling both happy and sad at the same time: happy to have found someone special, sad that forever seems too short to be together."
 
Love is one of the greatest gifts to receive and one to the greatest gifts to give.

Love is sorrow to serenity

Love is my dreams

Love is in my heart for life long friends that I have made and hoping they last forever.

Love is in my eyes reflecting back at me in the mirror.
 
"Love is when you can sit in front of that one special person, look into their eyes and have what feels like an hour long conversation without even saying anything. It's when that person appears to have a ray of sunlight painted around them the whole time ... it shows the impossible and that's why it's so special."
 
love is looking at someone and getting AN overwhelming feeling of warmth coarse through your body. Knowing you are falling in love with them over and over again
 
omahaman2 said:
"Love is feeling both happy and sad at the same time: happy to have found someone special, sad that forever seems too short to be together."


OMG that is so true. Forever is never long enough to spend with the one you love so deeply.
 
Love is wishing for her happiness more than yours. Wanting to see her smile and being the one to wipe the tears from her eyes. Love is wanting to be by her side forever.
 
LOve is...read on
Love Story….

Ready for what a true love story, it may to very haunting or even strange, but what I am about write is true though the names have been changed, except Cepth since he is the main person in this story. The question to this story is can love transcend time? Well, I as a writer I have had it happen to me. This story I am about to tell is 100% fact I was catch in it. I had started to write a story about a person who I call Cepth where I got the name I can’t really tell you. Cepth was a person of 100s of years gone by, maybe the time of the Greeks. Anyway Cepth seem to be telling me a story and I was hand writing his words to paper. So, goes The Story Of Cepth, for Cepth was a young man a court scribe who fell deeply in love with a young lady named Antonni, (name changed for reasons) she was concubine. She and Cepth were to be married but that was to never take place. For the ancient ones who ever they may with been I don’t know, they placed a curse on Cepth and Antonni that they could never be together as husband and wife and were to face going through all of eternity with this curse. Cepth was to find Antonni throughout different times in the past he called his oasis in time. Now’s, when Cepth and Antonni find their oasis in time, One evening back in the summer of 1998 I was online on AOL at the time chatting with friends in one of the chat rooms when one of the women in the room IMed me and asked if a was working on any new short stories, I told her I was and it was about an individual catch in a curse due to his love of a lady and have to face eternity in search of her . Now I knew this woman who IMed me and her real given name, but what she print next on the screen was to send me into never never land, .She typed my name is” Antonni”. I was in total shock, for there was no way she could have known that name and who I was writing about in a million years for it was still in draft on line paper and not even competed yet. I typed back the name Cepth to her and there was dead screen for a long time. I typed in my friends name saying do you have any idea what this means? Again silence on the screen as we both must have set there in amazement. There were so many questions of hows and why between and that a screen wouldn’t do. So, she called me and we set a date to meet and I drove to where she lived. I wanted to test her if it could be real so I left my writing behind at my apt so again there was no way for her to see or read them. When I met Sara (name changed) we went for a coffee and to talk.
We were both highly excited about the prospects of what was happening to us. I took her hand in mine, as if automatically and there was sense comfort and calming, like these hands there met to be together. We set drinking our coffee and I asked her where she got that name? She only thing she could say was it happened at the moment I was telling her the story I was working. She was as surprised as I was at that moment. We went for a long walk and did very little talking but again we were handing other hand like never to separate. She took me to a private are in the park in her town. There I asked her if by any chance she had a 1-inch mark at her left shoulder blade and I traced the spot with my finger. She lowered her blouse off the shoulder right where my finger had stopped. It was just as Cepth had described it and where it would be. Cepth had tended to a wound she once had. I ask her she had cut her self and she told me no it was there from birth. At this point I was at a total loss for a proper explanation of what was occurring to us. When she looked me in the eyes I leaned forward and kissed her and it was like lightening had struck us both. For all the deep passions were there. We were soon embracing each other as lovers do. The kissing went farther to the point we quickly partially unclothed and were making love to each other. Sara and I were just chat friends and here we were in the throws of passion like we had never felt before. I tried with all my wits to stop what was taking place between us and finally broke free. I was afraid Sara would think badly of me for what was happening, but she was really unknown to me, except for chat room banter. The next question I was about to ask put a damper on the love maker, but it had to be asked. “ Sara are you seeing anyone?” I asked. She came back with a no, which gave me relief but that was to end when said she was married. Part of the curse placed on them was they both had to be free or they could never join as one when the time came. I looked at Sara laying beside me half-naked in all her beauty and told her more of the story of Cepth and Antonni and that neither could be allowed to be together if one was married or engaged. Sara looked at me pouting and saying she too and never felt like that before with anyone. She didn’t understand what had come over her to give herself to a man she had just met the 1st time. I tried to explain to her that in a strange way we have been lovers for a long time and we had cross paths here in this time. Sara and I now carry this with us and we have met a few times, but for coffee. We both realize that we experienced something unique and ever harder to explain. Now you may ask why didn’t take her fully that day in the park? I think I recognize we won’t lovers or we won’t Cepth and Antonni.

Sara was to get a divorce from her husband and according to friends of ours she had gotten frustrated with him. She moved to Texas which as at the same time of my marriage. Could it have been the curse on two lovers of the past? I sat to this story for a long time never to speak of it and till recently when the” Love is” thread showed up then the story started eating at me to write it down. I am not a channeler , but I am a sensitive. Now as far as the Story of Cepth goes…it sets in the same folder, on the same line paper and has not been opened since first night she first said Antonni name. I think the story of their love is to go forward in time and the story I started shall never be completed. So, the question remains as this started can love transcend time? I am now one who now believe it can and does, unless someone screws that love up. I think sometimes now as I look over my past to and think about the curse placed on Cepth and Antonni and if I some how had it has been placed on my life, ah but that’s another story for another time.

Oh, why I didn’t give Antonni real name in the story for only the real Antonni knows the name and she will declare it when she meet Cepth again, somewhere in time.
 
Love is that first morning kiss and your eyes are still closed taking
her inner beauty in.
 
Love is being completely vulnerable with another person and knowing without a doubt that they love you for all that you are; the good and the bad and the ugly.


Hi Oman, sweet man! :rose:
 
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