Love is caring enough to wait a lifetime to find you.
Love is caring enough to follow a dream forever.
Love is caring enough to look under every stone to find it.
Love is the caress you feel when you see a smile in your mind.
Love is the gentle touch of her words as you hear them.
Love is the gentle sound of her words when you feel them.
Love is the gentle whisper of her thoughts.
Love is the gentle smile that holds you warm.
Love is the tender moment when you feel that first kiss.
Love is the tender sigh during that first kiss.
Love is feeling that one first kiss.
Love is the passion that holds two together forever.
Love is the passion that sweats with lust.
Love is the moment we find true happiness.
Love is the time to share your hopes and dreams.
Love is the look we all search for.
Love is what keeps us alive.
Love is how we share ourselves completely.
Love is two becoming one
Love is a gift.
Love is a desire.
Love is a hope.
Love is a dream.
Love is and always will be love.

I have often questioned if I could ever love someone. Many of us do, it
is the nature of things. To always question what is right in front of
us. Find the things in your life that describe what love means to you
and please add them to this thread. To know how to find love we must
first know what love is.

G

very beautiful

Well Gryphyn, I have trully loved before, my problem is I can't
seem to find the LADY who, CAN LOVE ME!!!! LOL
GREAT EXPRESSIONS, of heart and thought!!!!!

good poem-G--

to some of us love is an animal,feeding on you,
consumming your soul,
if it is sweet to this beast,
your love will last forever,,,
if not...
it will rip out your heart...
to make us write another poem...
searching for our one true love...
another beast to feed upon you,
and feast upon a new love,
finding this love in places you never thought to look,
finding your new love growing together,
is the sweetest feast of all!!!

love to me is knowing you can live without someone and be perfectly fine
but you don't want to. And its being able to say your sorry asn know
you;ll get an i forgive you in return.

love is a touch tender with care
A meaningful look with secrets to share
love is a word that kindles the fire,
to give you the world and all you desire
love is faith that all your dreams will come true
love is beautiful
love is in you

LOVE

Love is a need
A sweet ache, that can only be filled
By one special person
Love can make or break the soul
Depending upon how it's used
Love is blind
Seeing only the good, overshadowing the faults
Love is a rare and special gift
Only few find, but all look for

This poem was written by my sister (Ice) many, many, years ago when she
was just a teenager.

Love is lie, a dirty little trick,
it only makes you cry, it only makes you sick!

Love is what you have found!!

As the song says.....
I wish I were the tin man... I wouldn't have a heart...and I wouldn't
need a soul!

Be brave lunatic, for without a heart or a soul you'll always be alone
and lonely. So get thee to Oz and get that heart.

Thats a negative ghost rider...the pattern is full.

LOVE IS TO HER, ME.
LOVE IS TO ME, HER
LOVE FOR US, IS NEVER-ENDING!!!!

OK,OK,---ALRIGHT ALREADY, SO I DON'T HAVE HER YET, OK AND I
HAVEN'T MET HER YET BUT----------------------SOMEDAY,,,I WILL!

lunatic methinks your thinking a little to hard? so are you afraid of
falling? you protest a little to much for somebody who doesn't believe.
You have a heart i've seen it darling.


KImberly I'M gonna kick your ass when i get home you know why!LOL
(actually I'm gonna hide and hope you don't kick mine after saying this)

A woman mov'd is like a fountain troubled,
Muddy, ill-seeming, thick, breft of beauty;
And while it is so, none so dry or thirsty
Will deign to sip or touch one drop of it.
Thy husbadn is thy lord, thy life, thy keeper,
Thy head, thy sovereign ; one that cares for thee,
And for thy maintenance commits his body
To painfull labor both sea and land,
To watch the night in storms, the day in cold,
Whilst thou li'st warm at home, secure and safe;
And craves no other tribute at thy hands
But love, fair looks, and true obedience;
too little payment for so great of debt.
Such duty as the subject owes the prince,
Even such a woman oweth to her husband;
And when she is froward,pevish,sullen,sour,
And not obedient to his honest will,
What is she but a foul contending rebel
and graceless traitor to her loving lord?

Sir Willaim Shakespeare

really.........problem with that is now days both work and last time i
checked men cna be just as sullen and peevish. What of what he owes her
for birthing and caring for children for standing by him no matter waht
even if he gets pissy and decides she makes a good target(literally in
some cases). funny none of that mentioned. i think i'm right your scared
****less heve fun running lunatic someday you'll fall like i said i've
seen your heart babe. your only problem is when and how hard

Was just a quote from the taming of the shrew. Shakespeare is my
favorite and i thought i would share some of his best work since it was
quit fitting. I have a beter solution...never meant this to be a public
quarrel....but since you accuse me of things publicly...especailly since
you have no idea whats going on....and your guess is not even
close.....have fun with the rest of your guess's! I'll be spending time
with my kids.