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by Marie Denise Cristobal
Love is a decision.
An act of will.
Nothing short of consciousness and awareness.
It’s an investment of time, money, emotions.
Of smiles and tears.
It’s an offering of hugs and kisses.
Sweet nothings and “I love yous.”
It’s when he holds my hand.
Kisses me.
Holds me close like no one else matters.
It’s the way his soap smells.
The way his hair curls when the day is hot.
It’s how texts me “I love you”
in the middle of night
and I only get to read it in the morning.
It’s how he makes me smile
when he sings.
It’s the way I feel safe whenever he’s around.
How I always want to be with him.
In body and spirit.
In dreams and in thought.
Love is what I feel for him.
Though he doesn’t know just how much.
Or how deep.
Or how true.
Love is wanting to be with him
for as long as I’ve got.
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hello you have written a nice poem on love congratulation be my friend
Love is giving everything, emptying your soul, every single pocket and finding out the person you love so fiercely returned nothing to fill the emptiness and not caring.
@austereraj
Thank you so much!
@Claudia
Ouch. But yes, I’ve experienced that. But somehow, that doesn’t stop me from loving someone else in that same way. I must be crazy…. No, I’m just in love.
Lovely ‘love poem’ there. Love moves and melts even a mountain.
But the words ‘love is a decision to make’ may sound opposite to the words, ‘love is a flow, float in it’!