The Cycle of LoveHope.Uncharted hope.The thought that there is someone that is right for you,Never giving up and always exploring.Joy.Unrepeatable joy.The instant your eyes lock the first time,An emotion so strong you'll never feel it again.Disbelief.Unbelievable disbelief.The word they say that makes your world spin,That makes you for a time the happiest you'll ever be.Love.Unforgettable love.The knowledge that you will never forget another,And the blissful moments spent in their arms.Anger.Unforgivable anger.The moment that you can never truly get over,No matter how much time their given.Pain.Unimaginable pain.The
she threw loveshe threw love at the trees and watched it tangle in the branches, and cling like dew drops on the leaves. love belonged there.love belonged with the trees.she threw love at the children and watched them dance around with it twirling behind them like ribbons, and tied in their hair. love belonged there.love belongs with the childrenshe threw love at the sea and watched it sink and swirl in the waves, and follow the schools of the fish through the corals and the weeds. love belonged there. love belongs in the sea.she threw love at a window. a car. a park bench.she threw love at anything but you. because love doesn't belong with y
soviet love songbreath like a sliver of sky,bones to glitter,constellations of bodies,night darkness and dreams --i want this like an explosion.it's called i love you forever;it's called i feel like death itself.we look forward to the fireworksas they scream until they burst,a bright ending to their lives,a shower of shimmering ashall that's left of their bodiesinto grassed graveyards.i want everythingto remind you of me --every girl you kissto taste like mebeneath your lips;the slips of tonguebrushing over my teeth,the storm clouds likethe way i cried.i love you but it is time to wake up.i love you like my hair
LoveLove comes unexpectedly,It’s never to be foreseen.So when it hides inside youIt leaps beyond your dreams.Love never dies;Though most seem to forget.It leaves you when not ableTo heal where it was kept.Never say the wordWhen feelings are not set.For it’s just a sound,But it carries much dept.Love carries opposites,Alike in only offsets. Opposite people attract,But temperatures only retract.Today love is fullBut tomorrow it’s perceived gone.Far away it’s beautiful,But it being here, it’s hard to fawn.A heart resembles love,For it loops around with grace.But at the bottom it
How I Measure LoveYou asked me how much I love you.On a scale from one to ten.I whispered, "Infinity."Because if I took a brush,dipped in our love,and painted a line made of whispered wishes,and passionate kisses,and tried to measure how much I love you,it would stretch to the outer reaches of the universe.And everyone would see that line,twisting and curving,in shades of happy tears and butterfly wings,and say that someone crazy must have spent all that time painting it.Or someone in love.It would cross oceans on the backs of fish,and cover cities, countries, and continents,eventually breaching the atmosphere,to play connect
affection driveIf I recycledthe love littered at your feet hearts would starve no more.
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