Love...

Life, the gift of nature.
Love, the gift of life.
A kiss the gift of love.


Life has taught me that love does not consist in gazing at each other, but in looking outward together in the same direction. Our love or liking is not measured in how long we have known each other, but how long we spend a day with each other. Love or in liking has nothing to do with what you are expecting to get---only with what you are expecting to give---which is everything.


Our fondness is born with the pleasure of looking at each other. It is fed with the necessity of seeing each other. It is concluded with the impossibility of separation.


Love is broad; When you love some, you love all things, not just their beauty, love is narrow, you love one and only one, no one else compares to them, no one even matters.


Our Attachment is composed of a single soul... Love is the power that leads the soul and mends the heart. Love is the exchange of two fantasies and the contact of two skies. Love is the expressions of simplicity in emotion, the unattainable longing that comes so unexpectedly, with great substance and bliss.


Love is more than emotions. It is the substance of being. Love is that condition in which happiness with another person is essential to thee own. Love is when to people who care for each other get confused... Love is unconditional. Love is like a butterfly, it goes where it pleases and pleases where it goes.


Love is whatever you make it... NEED I SAY MORE!!!