All that I have to say about love is found buried within the words of these thoughts. I do not pretend to know love or understand love, only that when it found me I recognized its gentle kiss.
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But
if each day,
each hour,
you feel that you are destined for me
with implacable sweetness,
if each day a flower
climbs up to your lips to seek me,
ah my love, ah my own,
in me all that fire is repeated,
in me nothing is extinguished or forgotten,
my love feeds on your love, beloved,
and as long as you live it will be in your arms
without leaving mine.
Neruda
In loving you I've held back no reserve and so I've nothing left to give tomorrow's lover when you go.
McKuen
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Star Shine on May 15, 2008Captivating page, all the quotes give pause for thought about the ways of love.
