Love is
the strongest feeling known
an all-encompassing passion
an extreme strength
and overwhelming excitement

Love is
trying not to hurt
the other person
trying not to change
the other person
trying not to dominate the other person
trying not to deceive the other person

Love is
understanding each other
listening to each other
supporting each other
having fun with each other...

Love is
not an excuse to stop growing
not an excuse to stop making yourself better
not an excuse to lesson one's goals
not an excuse to take the
other person for granted

Love is
being completely honest with each other
finding dreams to share
working towards common goals sharing responsibilities equally

Everyone in the world wants to love
Love is not a feeling
to be taken lightly
Love is a feeling to be cherished
nurtured and cared for
Love is
The reason for life

Perhaps Love.....

Perhaps love is like a resting place,
a shelter from the storm.
It exists to give you comfort,
it is there to keep you warm.
And in those times of trouble,
when you are most alone.
The memory of love
will bring you home.

Perhaps love is like a window,
perhaps an open door.
It invites you to come closer,
it wants to show you more.
And even if you lose yourself,
and don't know what to do.
The memory of love
will see you through.

Love to some is like a cloud,
to some as strong as steel.
For some a way of living,
for some a way to feel.
And some say love is holding on,
and some say letting go.
And some say love is everything,
and some say they don't know.

Perhaps love is like the ocean,
full of conflict, full of pain.
Like a fire when it's cold outside,
thunder when it rains.
If I should live forever,
and all my dreams come true.
"My" memories of love
will be of you.

John Denver

Always kiss each other upon departing.
Be there for her.. always.
Create an evironment of love.
Do it.. now.
Escape from the society.
Fight fair.
Give of your time.
Handle with care.
Inspire your partner with your love.
Judge not.
Keep your good memories alive.
Listen to her.
Make love with your partner's needs foremost.
Never go to bed mad.
Offer to handle an unpleasant chore.
Praise him.
Quality time is a must.
Respect her feelings.
Say what you feel when you feel it.
Tell her you love her every day.. everyday.. everyday.. everyday.
Understand your differences.
Valentines's day is every day.
Walk together.. talk together.
eXcite your partner as only you know how.
You can never say "I love you" too often.
Zero-in on his little passions.

From "1001 More Ways To Be Romantic"
by Gregory J.P. Godek

"Love is never having to say you are sorry."
"When you love a person, you are giving them, the power to hurt you."
"Love is having to see more than what meets the eyes."
"You never lose by loving. You always lose by holding back."
"True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen."

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 being given an honest chance to say no when you thought you were committed.
It is consideration.

Love is saying the perfect phrase to make a solemn embrace dissolve into giggles.
It is humor.

Love is being told, "Stop and I'll kill you".
It is desire.

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 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 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 tooth-paste turned into a pretzel.
It is adaptation.

Love is sitting at the window, looking out,
and remembering who you were with the night before.
It is reflection.

Love is stories that will never be told.
It is personal.

Love is a slow kiss goodnight.