Love
I have always believed that this day, this relationship, and this life are all unique and unrepeatable, and therefore to be enjoyed to the fullest. No other moment will be exactly like this one. The way we great each other. The way we look at each other over a candle-lit dinner. The way we get ready for a walk in the rain, or an evening in front of the fireplace. The way we prepare to go to bed. The way we make love. The way we say goodnight. The way we fall asleep together. These moments are so unique and exquisite. There will be no other lover exactly like you, and no other lovers exactly like us. What an enormous waste if we don't enjoy this to the limit. We choose these moments often with great care, and then don't recognize them for what they are, the chance of a lifetime to make a difference, the chance of a lifetime to make the world a little better and more beautiful, the chance of a lifetime to spend a few original, incredible and lovely hours together. Rejoice these moments and feel the joy. It's often hard to find a kindred spirit with whom to rejoice. When you do, don't miss out for any reason. Love between two kindred souls takes chances and believes in miracles. Take a chance tonight and embrace the miraculous, mysterious power of love. Say I love you, I love you...
Come lie in the moonlight with me tonightThe first time I saw you, you took my breath away.
The first time we walked that perfect evening,
and you put your arm around my waist,
I felt like I was walking with the angels on earth.
When we sat on a log and watched the sun go down,
I understood how perfectly beautiful the world could be. My heart soared when you took my hand.
Each time I entered a room and you were there
I felt like the richest man on earth.
When you called and said "Hello John"
my soul was instantly filled with your beauty,
and my world became an enchanted place. The sun shone every hour I was with you.
The simple thought of our friendship
enchanted me and begged for more.
But now it's over, you and I.
What never was will never be.
But I will never forget you. And so I sing my song of love one more time
just in case you're listening,
just in case you have found a way not to be afraid.
Come lie in the moonlight with me tonight.
Come listen to the wind and the trees
breath heavily as they make love with us. Come lie in the moonlight with me tonight. The language of loveIntimacy and love are expressed
in many different ways. A glance across a crowded room.
A question asked a certain way.
A phone call late at night,
just to ask how you are.
Flowers out of nowhere. Love has many languages,
and takes many shapes.
Just when I think I've seen them all,
you show me another. I love you for that...
The next time...I am always thinking about
the last time I saw you,
and looking forward to
the next time I see you. Always the next time I see you...
Falling in loveThere is a difference between saying "I love you"
and falling in love. When you say "I love you",
you are making a conscious decision.
You say it because you want to say it. But when you fall in love
you have no control over it.
You may or may not want it to happen,
but it happens nevertheless. And therein lies the charm of falling in love.
It is like a journey planned by someone else,
someone you will never know,
and you are just going along for the ride. And what a lovely ride it can be.
It is not about sex, rather it's about feelings,
and caring, and sharing, and ecstasy, and compromise.
It's about mystery, and emotion, and surrender. It's about walks in the park together,
going to a movie together,
doing lunch together,
everything, together... And it's about freedom,
and your sense of individualness.
It's about giving your loved one space,
and retaining your own as well. And finally, it's about acceptance,
acceptance of your loved one's desires,
her strengths, his weaknesses.
And it's about knowing yourself. It's about the fact that she may not always be with you,
but will always come back to you.
And it's about always "being there" when he does.
It's about patience and gentleness and space. It's about love...
I miss you SharonAll my life I have treasured
my sense of aloneness.
I worked and painted alone.
I wrote my little poems alone.
But always, at the end of the day,
I came home to you Sharon. You were always there,
and so I was never really alone.
I just thought I was,
never truly appreciating the value
of the gift of love you gave me.
Instead, I simply took you for granted. And now you are gone,
and I'm still trying real hard
to deal with that honey.
It's not easy. I never thought it would be.
I just need a little time to myself.
I just need to remember for awhile...
Let's grow young togetherWhen I look at you
I feel like a child again,
and a man at the same time. I feel like sitting under a waterfall,
building a sand castle,
flying in a hot air balloon. Real play for the soul is young play,
involves discovery and trust,
and is free, imaginative and restless at once. What do you say we grow young again?
Let's rise above our sadness.
Let's kick some leaves this fall...
You are always with meEach day
I carry my cell phone with me in case you call.
The miles that separate us
disappear when I hear your voice,
and I am reminded that
we are not really that far apart. Each night
I put my phone on the table beside my bed,
because you seem closer when it's there,
and I sleep better.
Sometimes I reach over
and touch the phone...
Love and magicWhen there is magic in a love affair,
a lifetime can be a moment.
I smile when I think of all the lifetimes
we have spent together
in such a short time...
In the shadows of my mindI saw you again yesterday,
standing there quietly
in the shadows of my mind. You are so beautiful,
and I love you so.
If only you were not afraid
and could let me touch you
we could both give each other
something to believe in,
something to cherish silently
the rest of our journey
through life...
Since I met you baby (or as the song goes)When we are together
my life is filled with the loveliness of you.
Your presence makes everything seem OK.
Your intellect, and the way you say No,
betrays a courage that speaks of a trust
you have in yourself and in us. When we are apart
my life is enriched by thoughts of you.
Hardly an hour goes by
that I don't think of you.
There are many hours each day
in which I think of nothing else...
The sweet mystery of you...The sweet mystery of you
is always new,
always fresh,
each time we meet. The way you greet me.
The way you take my hand.
The way you look at me,
and let me look at you. Could I invent new words
for you alone, I would,
to better let you know
what you really mean to me...
Love is a journeyI have matured into love
three times in my life,
and have discovered with each
a freedom beyond measure. Each time it happened
I was left wondering;
What did really happen?
Why was I feeling this way? It took some time to realize
that what I was feeling
was a sense of exuberant goodness
about myself and my life. The simple fact that I loved someone
made my world a little lovelier,
gave my life a purpose,
and put a spring in my step. Making love a gift rather than a request
is the highest expression of freedom.
It releases us and gives our spirit wings.
It shows us the real beauty of ourselves and the person we love. As a result I have decided that
love is a journey towards itself,
that we have no real control over it,
but that it can be the ride of a lifetime if we take it. To fall into love is common.
To rise into love is exquisite.
To mature into love changes us
and our view of the world forever...
You called todayI awoke this morning and I couldn't move.
I didn't want to open my eyes.
I didn't want to face another day alone.
The night was bad enough. Finally I rolled over and peeked at the clock. 5:30 it said.
And I noticed that the pillow was damp again.
It's not that I felt sorry for myself.
It's just that life is so Goddamn short. I don't believe in reincarnation.
Life is a one-shot deal as far as I can make out.
You live, you love, you make the world a little better.
Then you die and it's all over, forever. Does anything really matter?
Politicians, generals, dictators,
and countless other rude, obnoxious people
all vying for your time, and fighting over your life. Sometimes I feel an overwhelming urge
to find an island,
where we could lay on the beach and make love
and walk naked in the breeze. Our own little Eden. Would I pick the apples?
You damn right I would, just the way God picked 'em.
I'm not a little person who needs permission.
I know what apples taste like. They are delicious. So I go down to the market and buy a bag of apples,
go to the park, sit on a bench and eat one.
But it isn't the same. I know it never will be.
I come home again, leaving the apples behind. Then you call, and everything changes.
I notice that the sun is shining for the first time,
and I don't feel so alone anymore.
Maybe sometime we could wake up together. You think?
You are my testI've always said that love should make us free.
You are my test you know. I want you to be free.
But I've fallen in love with you.
It wasn't supposed to be this way.
But some things we have no control over I guess. So what now? What do I do?
Do I tell you and smother you, and lose you?
Or do I savor the feeling and enjoy you?
I know what I'll do. I'll write a little poem for you.
Then you will be part of my life forever. I will watch you fly. Did you know you can fly?
We will be friends, and you will never know.
I will help you, and learn from you,
and touch you in my dreams.
You are my test. You are my test.
LoversIf you want to be a lover
you must learn how to hurt.
You love, you hurt, you love.
It's called living. It's not a female thing.
It's not a male thing.
It's a person thing.
You know?
The soul knowsOur souls must make love too.
Set them free and stand aside.
They know what they want.
Lay back and watch for a while.
You might learn something.
Making love and having sexThere is a difference between
making love and having sex.
Making love can include sex,
but it doesn't need to. Our hearts fall in love and we are blessed,
we enter an intimate world of caring.
There is no more powerful or fulfilling emotion.
God is love, and unconditional love for our lovers
carries us passionately closer to all living things. Our souls fall in love and it is supreme. The best of all.
Here we are transported above our emotions,
into the realm of ecstasy,
and come face to face with God.
We are one with the universe
and our world becomes a joyful, special place.
To all the women I have lovedSome of you have wanted to put me in a little box
that you could open and play with when the mood hit you.
But I always broke free and flew away didn't I?
I've often wondered what you thought
when you opened the box one day
and I wasn't there, smiling up at you. Some of you were on your little trip.
You felt oppressed, hurt and afraid.
I played along because I didn't know what else to do.
But I soon tired of your selfish ways,
and left quietly when you were sleeping,
realizing that you would get along fine without me. Some of you were so good for me.
You laughed and loved and made me feel
like the richest man in the world.
We made love for hours,
and the hours melted into lifetimes,
and I forgot the deathly silence of being alone. Some of you were so special I fell in love with you,
even before we made love, even before we became friends,
we fell in love and explored love from the other side.
Some of you have wanted me to fly and said so.
Some of you flew along with me for a time.
You are the lovers I miss. You know who you are. I love you.
Love is freeI love you.
Did you know?
Please don't be afraid.
I ask nothing in return.
My love is free. And I don't give it away easily.
So there...
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