December 2009


Romantic Photos

Love Sounds:
Like the powerful crash of ocean waves
Like the wind rustling in the trees on a summer afternoon
Like crickets chirping in the evening
Like the content purr of a sleeping kitten

Love Smells:
Like blooming Lilacs in early summer
Like coffee brewing in the morning when you first wake up
Like homemade bread baking in the oven
Like freshly cut grass in a country field

Love Tastes:
Like a drop of sugar on the end of your tongue
Like a bite of ice cream on a hot day
Like that first sip of cocoa after playing in the snow
Like the sweet burst of juice when you bite into a fresh strawberry

Love Feels:
Like a cool breeze on your face in mid-August
Like a fluffy, warm towel just out of the dryer
Like a Chenile blanket around your neck as you sleep
Like the soft, smooth fur of a week old puppy

Love Looks:

Like Silver and Gold sun rays shimmering on the water
Like Red and Orange swirls against the blue sky at sunset
Like a field of multicolored wild flowers dancing in the breeze
Like a sky full of flickering gold stars under the bright full moon

 Long Distance Love...

When it hurts so bad,
why does it feel so good?
I wish this all made sense,
I wish I understood.
Not having you here with me is tearing me up inside,
but I can’t stop thinking about you no matter how hard I try.

You know how I feel about you,
and I know I want to spend the rest of my life with you,
but it’s so hard to do when I can’t even be next to you.
Why does it gotta be so complicated?

Loving you feels so right,
but at the same time,
knowing I can’t have you keeps me awake at night.
I just want this to be simple,
I just want you here with me,
to look into your eyes,
be held in your arms…then I’d truly be happy.

Right now this distance between us is out of our control,
but I’m still hoping one day soon,
I’ll get what I’m wishing for.

The way he gathers moonbeams
The stars that he designs
The canvas of my heaven
His art of love enshrines

The walks upon the earth now
The softness of the grass
The flowers made of velvet
This garden ours at last

The hand that touches softly
He glides across my face
No gentleness is greater
Than beauty I embrace

The lips that kiss so gently
Like whispers of a breeze
Makes my spirit pirouette
With love’s sweet rhapsody

Words he speaks like parables
Fulfill my every wish
I hear him gently telling me
No love could be like this

All these treasures perfect
The love we feel divine
Like waves upon the ocean
Will last till end of time

Love’s journey has no ending
Like the full moon in its glow
The circle of our destiny
It follows where I go

The messenger of beauty
Will soar across the sky
For perfect love is gathered
With the gentle wings that fly.

facts of love

When you are together with that special someone, you pretend to ignore
that person. But when that special someone is not around, you might look around to find them. At that moment, you are in Love.

Although there is someone else who always makes you laugh,
your eyes and attention might go only to that special someone.
Then, you are in love.

Although that special someone was supposed to have called you long back,
to let you know of their safe arrival, your phone is quiet.
You are desperately waiting for the call!
At that moment, you are in love.

If you are much more excited for one short e-mail from
that special someone than other many long e-mails,
you are in love.

When you find yourself as one who cannot erase all the
emails or SMS messages in your phone because of one message
from that special someone, you are in love.

When you get a couple of free movie tickets, you would
not hesitate to think of that special someone.
Then, you are in love.

You keep telling yourself, “that special someone is just a friend”, but
you realize that you can not avoid that person’s special attraction. At that
moment, you are in love.

While you are reading this post, if someone
appears in your mind, then u are in love with that person..

SadLovePoems

In this business world
Where even love is bought and sold
Why should anyone measure
These tears I so treasure!!

To expect is foolish on my part
No one is interested in matters of the heart
In this world of trade
Words of love should be left unsaid!!

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