I can tell if two people are in love by how they hold each others hands and how thick their sanitation gloves are.

Youre beautiful but youre empty...One couldnt die for you. Of course an ordinary passerby would think my rose looked just like you. But my rose all on her own is more important than all of you together since shes the one Ive watered. Since shes the one I put under glass since shes the one I sheltered behind the screen. Since shes the one for whom I killed the caterpillars except the two or three butterflies. Since shes the one I listened to when she complained or when she boasted or even sometimes when she said nothing at all. Since shes my rose.

They say a good love is one that sits you down gives you a drink of water and pats you on top of the head. But I say a good love is one that casts you into the wind sets you ablaze makes you burn through the skies and ignite the night like a phoenix the kind that cuts you loose like a wildfire and you cant stop running simply because you keep on burning everything that you touch I say thats a good love one that burns and flies and you run with it

If you want some advicewhich Im sure you dontyou guys should lay off on the magic. Christian still thinks youre moving in on Lissa.What he asked in mock astonishment. Doesnt he know my heart belongs to youIt does not. And no hes still worried about it despite what Ive told him.You know I bet if we started making out right now it would make him feel better.If you touch me I said pleasantly Ill provide you with the opportunity to see if you can heal yourself. Then wed see how badass you really are.

Heres something else to think about calling when you say youre going to is the very first brick in the house you are building of love and trust. If he cant lay this one stupid brick down you aint never gonna have a house baby and its cold outside.

Have you ever lost yourself in a kiss I mean pure psychedelic inebriation. Not just lustful petting but transcendental metamorphosis when you became aware that the greatness of this being was breathing into you. Licking the sides and corners of your mouth like sealing a thousand fleshy envelopes filled with the essence of your passionate being and then opened by the same mouth and delivered back to you over and over again - the first kiss of the rest of your life. A kiss that confirms that the universe is aligned that the worlds greatest resource is love and maybe even that God is a woman. With or without a belief in God all kisses are metaphors decipherable by allocations of time circumstance and understanding

Love.Because of you in gardens of blossomingFlowers I ache from the perfumes of spring.I have forgotten your face I no longerRemember your hands how did your lipsFeel on mineBecause of you I love the white statuesDrowsing in the parks the white statues thatHave neither voice nor sight.I have forgotten your voice your happy voiceI have forgotten your eyes.Like a flower to its perfume I am bound toMy vague memory of you. I live with painThat is like a wound if you touch me you willMake to me an irreperable harm.Your caresses enfold me like climbingVines on melancholy walls.I have forgotten your love yet I seem toGlimpse you in every window.Because of you the heady perfumes ofSummer pain me because of you I againSeek out the signs that precipitate desiresShooting stars falling objects.

I envy people that know love. That have someone who takes them as they are.

Im in love with you and I know that love is just a shout into the void and that oblivion is inevitable and that were all doomed and that there will come a day when all our labor has been returned to dust and I know the sun will swallow the only earth well ever have and I am in love with you.

The best things in life make you sweaty.