Love is in the air and you're wearing a gas mask But this love is toxic so you hold to your steadfast Your friends are infected; they fall to the floor Protecting this concept: Love is a whore.
meaning of love
anonymous
April 24 2005, 04:51:56 UTC
*Meaning of love*
Unconditional affection, Felt and shown by the heart. Deeply passionate compassion Displayed to one another, As days go one to the next. Never realizing minutes, hours, Caught up in this ineffable feeling; Not being sure what to say next. Then hearing my name from your mouth Assures me that it’s safe right where it is. Bad things do not seem to bother one another anymore. Good things seem to come as a guilty pleasure. Seeing your eyes everywhere in the world, And the world in your eyes never ceases to please. Everything ever hoped for and dreamed of, All coming true in every aspect that could ever be imagined. The ever so wonderful scent of you Brings me to life each time your near me. Bringing a smile to my face even when I do not think it’s possible. Wanting to spend time with you, any day, any time, No matter what I look like, Because I know it does not matter to you. Spending endless hours on the phone, Talking just to hear one another’s voice. Enjoying your sensual touch, You can tell it has meaning within the fingertips.
Unconditional affection,
Felt and shown by the heart.
Deeply passionate compassion
Displayed to one another,
As days go one to the next.
Never realizing minutes, hours,
Caught up in this ineffable feeling;
Not being sure what to say next.
Then hearing my name from your mouth
Assures me that it’s safe right where it is.
Bad things do not seem to bother one another anymore.
Good things seem to come as a guilty pleasure.
Seeing your eyes everywhere in the world,
And the world in your eyes never ceases to please.
Everything ever hoped for and dreamed of,
All coming true in every aspect that could ever be imagined.
The ever so wonderful scent of you
Brings me to life each time your near me.
Bringing a smile to my face even when I do not think it’s possible.
Wanting to spend time with you, any day, any time,
No matter what I look like,
Because I know it does not matter to you.
Spending endless hours on the phone,
Talking just to hear one another’s voice.
Enjoying your sensual touch,
You can tell it has meaning within the fingertips.
---someone loves you----
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