水曜日, 4月 13, 2005
Love and vows of marriage
Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one.
Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude;
never selfish, not quick to take offense.
There is nothing love cannot face;
there is no limit to its faith,its hope, and endurance.
In a word, there are three things
that last forever: faith, hope, and love;
but the greatest of them all is love.~ 1 Corinthians 13 ~
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Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude;
never selfish, not quick to take offense.
There is nothing love cannot face;
there is no limit to its faith,its hope, and endurance.
In a word, there are three things
that last forever: faith, hope, and love;
but the greatest of them all is love.~ 1 Corinthians 13 ~
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"To have and to hold, from this day forward,For better or for worse, for richer or for poorer,In sickness and in health, to love and to cherish,Till death do us part." - a promise to be with but one person through out your lifetime. A promise to share a life, to be with each other, to hold each other's hands in good and in trying times...
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"Sensual pleasure passes in the twinkling of an eye,
But the friendship between us,
The mutual confidence, the delights of the heart,
the enchantment of the soul,
These things cannot perish and can never be destroyed.
I shall love you until I die" - Voltaire
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Love is a slow kiss goodnight.
It is anticipation.
Love is an imperfection in yourself not bothering you.
It is acceptance.
Love is passing up an opportunity because the time isn't right yet.
It is patience.
Love is a back massage that starts above the hairline and ends around the innersoles.
It is exploration.
Love is not having to say, "Let's make love", because you know what the other person wants. It is understanding.
It is consideration.
Love is both of you remembering protection.
It is responsibility.
Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles.
It is humor.
Love is reviewing the damage to your living room and realizing personal effects are strewn in a clockwise pattern from the front door to the bedroom.
It is desire.
Love is seeing what your lover really looks like for the first time.
It is truth.
Love is knowing what time it is and not caring.
It is joy.
Love is the arms around you tightening their embrace.
It is ecstasy.
Love is seeing a new side of a person you thought you knew.
It is renewal.
Love is telling a person if you have to leave, you will let them sleep, and being told they would rather be awakened.
It is tenderness.
Love is waking up to find the subject of the dream you were having asleep on your shoulder.
It is where fantasy meets reality.
Love is being there to wake your lover.
Slowly.
It is sensuousness.
Love is belatedly knowing why you bothered to buy a queen size bed three years ago.
It is practicality.
Love is two people only taking up a third of a queen size bed.
It is closeness.
Love is knowing you gave the extra set of keys to the right person.
It is trust.
Love is saying goodbye and knowing you will be back by mutual consent.
It is faith.
Love is stretching your arms and discovering the real meaning of the word "sore".
It is a lesson in human frailty.
Love is opening your medicine cabinet and finding your toothpaste turned into a pretzel.
It is adaptation.
Love is sitting at the window, looking out and remembering who you were the night before.
It is reflection.
Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter storm and wishing you could spend it in bed with your lover.
It is loneliness.
Love is stories that will never be told.
It is personal.
Love is a slow kiss goodnight.
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We often pass up the opportunity to be with the one person that keeps our mind sane when everybody else are insane, or keep us insane when everything we do or think are sane. Why is that? Why do we sacrifice not to be with this one person who makes our heart skip a beat? And yet we ache so much just to have a glimpse of their shadow. Why do we fight this most primitive, carnal, pure passion for this one special being that never fails to lighten our days? And could instantly turn our brightest sunshines into the darkest of nights in a split of a second? Why can't we sometimes just hug and kiss and never let go? Strange cosmopolitan world. Proud. Standing tall. Rich. But lame.
But what could possibly happen if we find the courage to hug and kiss and never let go? Wedding bells. A sharing of a lifetime together through out good and bad times. Miracles. Of love..and new life sustaining this mystic cycle of mankind.
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