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Be in love with how your lover loves you... with their consideration and emotional warmth, with their need to care for you and listen to your soul deeply. When you can do that with another you have all the real gold this universe has to offer, and though the gates are always open for you to leave, love keeps a warm home for your soul to return to and to rest in for as long as you have the need. Be it for a few moments or a life time, love does not distinguish, yet always welcomes with sweet grace and humble gratitude.

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Before you, I've only ever really loved two men, and they were so very different to each other. You are some holy blend of them both, as if the universe made someone that if I ever met them, I'd know for sure they were unique in all the world. So, I'm so happy to have met you, and I'm scared too; there is such joy and such pain. I've never wanted any form of eternity until now, I never saw the point. So stay, be in love with me too, be brave enough to take my hand.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 25, 2019.
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Falling in love with you was the easy part; it's admitting to myself that it happened that's hard. You see I've had these very efficient defences for so long and you didn't even notice them. How rude. I guess they were meant for others and you had your own door. I could ask why, but what's the point? You're here and I'm so glad, even if I'm sometimes hiding, imagining a distance instead of seeing you right there.

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I married you with my eyes and soul on that night in London town. I married you with my heart and every future dream. I saw all of you, the joys and the sorrows, and I knew I was home. And the funny unfunny part is - I wish I had told you, perhaps one day I will.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 15, 2019.
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When I see you, it's as if space and time become the finest point imaginable, as if time collapses into one tiny speck and explodes at light speed. It's as if my universe begins and ends with you. I could run forever, search forever, but in the end, every path leads right back to your heart and soul. I love you, always.

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I love you in the way a puppy loves - devoted, playful, trusting. I guess I should be ashamed of that somehow; aren't we all supposed to be tough? Yet I prefer to be strong; strong enough to risk being broken all over again, to love again, full knowing my own fragility. I've known heartbreak enough to shatter my mind, to leave my soul feeling like dust in the wind and my body unwilling to live. But, my love, you are worth my life and all that I have left is yours.

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In my life I have only ever fallen twice. Once with an opposite and once with a mirror. It would have been so neat for one to follow the other, but like many things in life they came close together. I can only ever be with one, give one my heart, body and soul. So though both were precious gifts, one brought joy and the other pain.

To the one I give myself to, I place my all in their hands. I give them the power to save me or destroy me. With perfect love comes perfect trust and the knowledge that should my love wish me gone, I would raise no hand in defence.

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I have lived long enough to know that what we share I can't replicate with another. This love, this feeling, is just you and me. I could travel the world and the seven seas; I'd still have to come right back here if I wanted true love. It's not that nobody else wants me, or you, but that we were born to spark and run the same course. We are the protectors of one another, confidents and true friends. The trust I give you, that you give me, is what keeps us safe in this world, in this life. So whether this heart beats another day or another hundred years - it is yours.

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Love, you are the sky and the clouds; you are the gentle river and the birds that sing. I feel you in the air, long for your touch, recall you in a way that sends electricity to spark my mind, body and soul. You are medicine; you are light; you are laughter and hope. I slipped my heart into your pocket some time ago and there it will stay, safe and sound.

Romance / Contemporary

I keep falling in love with you and each time is harder than the last. Every time the feeling gets deeper, more complete, more bewitching. There isn't a thing I wouldn't do to keep you safe. Don't ever think you have to ask for my affection because you don't, and you never did. The more love I give you the more I have bursting inside of me... crazy, huh? The more love we share the more it multiplies. I wish I could say the same of these chocolate raisins...

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His mother said he was a "diamond in the rough," and I knew what she meant. But to me Eddie was simply a diamond. The rest of the world could be as rough as it desired but it never effected him, he shone with inner beauty all the same. I guess that's part of why I fell in love with him, that sparkle nothing and nobody could ever take away.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, September 29, 2015.
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Leanne had had that shy look young women often wear, but it was never morose. Always behind those slightly pursed lips was a smile just waiting to be tempted out. I never wanted to guess where she was from in case I got it wrong; I liked her. Sometimes she'd look my way and I generally pretended not to notice, too much interest and I think she would have run. But when I did return her glances I didn't have to try to smile, it just came naturally. In those moments she would blush ever so slightly and I'd imagine her being my girl. But some people are worth the wait and she was of them. I didn't even know if she was allowed to date a white guy. But that day I took a chance and invited her to the movies I saw something flicker in her eyes that I never wanted to die...

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Liam had all the height of a man but none of the bulk. There were muscles under his shirt, but not the bulky kind men can get from years of weight lifting. From behind he could be anywhere in his late teens to early thirties, but when he turned that face was all boy. He was lit up with that grin boys wear when they have something mischievous planned. His sandy hair flopped over his eyes in the way no office worker could get away with and on his wrist were bracelets in woven leather. He was eighteen if a day and he stole my heart without even knowing it was in his pocket.

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When I met you I'd already lost my entire world. How can you hang on to something so incomprehensible? How can you keep pouring love into an abyss? But then there you were. There was something in those brown eyes that was so beautiful, so safe and warm. In just one look I was "home." I reached out and made the connection, and like God Himself had arranged it, you fell for me just as hard. That first day we talked, just the two of us, I still recall the conversation, the feeling you gave. You didn't know it, but that day you saved me. We became inseparable, and though not married yet, we were one from that day on. But don't the years take their toll my love? Or perhaps it isn't time, it's this modern life we all work for, strive for, embrace while it destroys us. We work to raise a family, we love our children without bounds, and then we look at one another with tired eyes and empty limbs. I am as much in love with you today as I ever was, perhaps even more so, but I'm tired...

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I was born into an upper middle classed home and the teaching began right after birth. I had the most stimulating toys money could buy and a moderately priced nanny to keep me amused. I loved her, I remember her still, but when the job ended she left and I never saw her again. School began, a little pressed uniform and a kindly teacher. We learned through songs and recited our alphabet. There were after-school clubs, then home to eat dinner while Mom and Dad made their evening phone calls. Each day blended into the next and the only thing my parents ever asked me was about my grades, not my feelings, not who I was. Then when the pressure intensified and I found I couldn't get the grades they demanded, the punishments began. A mark less than an A in any subject meant “privileges” revoked. Then I met Gregor.

Gregor got grades like they were gifts from above and said he had no intention of being anything his parents would approve of. He was like me, handed from “professional” to “professional” since birth, never feeling truly loved. But he took my hand and told me I didn't need to do anything to impress him, I didn't need to pass math to be his girl, but I was free to outshine him academically in every subject and he wouldn't mind a bit. “Exams are just hoops for the corporate world, it's how they select us, like sheep from a pen. Then we do their tricks for food and shelter until we're mutton and too old to dance in the sun. Dance with me, Olivia. I don't promise you riches, I don't promise you the suburban house and a picket fence. I plan to spend my life making and designing products for a greener world, I don't know if that will keep us comfortably or not. But I promise to love you faithfully for the rest of our lives, and I mean the kind of love that puts you before anyone else, the kind of love that would face down the devil himself to protect you. Will you come with me?”

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On the top was flawless black skin and eyes that shone brightly - making Erica want to get to know the person within. She watched him move, there was something of the urban warrior in him combined with a gentleness that made her heart reach out. He put the engine together like he'd been doing it all his life, every movement competent and flowing. She bit her lip, how could she start a conversation when she didn't know him? Then in that instant he turned and caught her eye; before she could turn away with shyness a genuine grin spread across his face, turning it from handsome into divine. In that moment she felt her body flush warm. This was a person she wanted to know more than she'd ever felt before. This was a guy she could love forever.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 16, 2015.
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In her embrace the world stopped still on its axis. There was no time, no wind, no rain. Evelyn's mind was at peace. How could it be that she hadn't seen Clara's love for what it was before? Pure. Unselfish. Undemanding. Free. She felt her body press in, soft and warm. This was the love she'd waited for, prayed for. She inwardly thanked God and hugged all the tighter. A love like this was to be cherished for life. Finally, she was home.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 10, 2015.
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Were we ever strangers? I'm not sure we were. That day I first saw you there was something even then, though I didn't know what. I wonder if there's an element of time that allows us to feel a strong love, like an orange glow bursting over a dark horizon. It was light for our eyes only, something to carry us through this life. It was the dawn of the person I am today, the person I was destined to be. I would give up anything in the world for you, I would do anything to keep you safe. Though I work hard to keep you comfortable now and into our old age, I'd rather be poor in money than risk loosing your heart. I recall the day our bond was forged. It was like being let into the warmth after a lifetime of winter. I could never wish to go back to even a day before that. You are the greatest treasure of my life, the one, the only one.

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Carl smiled softly. Though the newspapers blew about the street he paid them no mind, they were no more bother than fall leaves, just ugly. He passed the graffiti and the scarred lampposts, barely noticing the beat up old cars. This avenue might be falling apart just as much as it ever was, but he'd found his love and not a thing or a person could ever take that away. The people that passed him didn't irritate him any longer, perhaps one day they would see the world though love's eyes like he did, he hoped so. Ahead was the intersection and his bus stop, he was early. There would be time enough to enjoy the early summer warmth before boarding. The air was sweet and there was no hurry, his world had been cast anew and he was savouring every moment.

Romance / General

In this life falling in love can be the worst of crimes, or so it seems. We exchange only glances, the lightest of touches, jokes and warmth - no more. Yet for this there is no forgiveness. Were this a different time and place we would be lovers; instead we are friends who love, nurture and protect. So, I'll be your "criminal," watched as such, feeling the eyes of the world. For you I would take a bullet, a real one, so let them judge what they can't understand; I know who I am; I know who you are right to your core. This is love.

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My love, you are the open door - aged oak soft in the light of a burning fire. I stand on the threshold looking in, watching the sunlight that streams through a window. There are fireside chairs, warm colours and a peacefulness. I want to to walk in, to gently push on the door, feel it beneath my palm. I want to sit in a chair and feel the warmth that radiates, my skin illuminated by the light. And I want to stay there forever, with you. In this life, you are the only one my soul feels so safe with. You're my heaven and I can be yours.

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We call them "knights in shining armour" perhaps because in the night we need "amour" or "love" to shine for us. Or perhaps it is that only love can find its way through the armour we all wear and polish, hiding the self that is so vulnerable and soft. Either way, when the joust began there was only ever going to be one winner for me, they could polish the metal and strut all they wanted, my heart had been taken, or perhaps I gave it away one starlit eve.

By Angela Abraham, @daisydescriptionari, February 15, 2019.