Love, love, love, love, the gospel in a word is love. Love makes the world go 'round. If love is the rythm, you are the music. So this is love...
Augh. It seems that every song is about love. Or at least 80% of them. Lately, it also seems that all my thoughts are about love. Or at least 80%.
Ever since last Saturday, it's been the only thing on mjy mind. I see the world through a heart-shaped lens, a pink tinted fog. It's not quite that I'm in love, it's just that I can't stop thinking about it, musing about it, wondering about it.
True love's first kiss. May I have this dance? And, (gulp!) will you marry me?
Boxes of chocolates, buckets of popcorn, plates of spaghetti. Cologne and roses and fresh-cut grass and smoke from a bonfire. The glitter of a charm bracelet, the sparkle of an eye, the shine of a perfect tux. An orchestra tuning, techno music at a bowling alley, laughter, soft comforting words whispered in an ear. Running my my fingers through your hair, holding a rough, large hand. Beinging enfolded in a huge hug. A sweet, tender kiss. Love heightens the senses. It fulfills them.
How can anything truly go wrong when you have a prince who will treat you like the princess that you are and protect you from every danger?
Like every girl and woman, I just want one thing: to love, and be loved in return. Passionately, deeply, intensely, tenderly, strongly, steadfastly, and completely. All you need is love.
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 29, 2008
Thursday, August 7, 2008
Brown Penny
I whispered, "I am too young,"
And then, "I am old enough";
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough to find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin too soon.
-William Butler Yeats
Abridged, in "Looking at the Moon", by Kit Pearson
And then, "I am old enough";
Wherefore I threw a penny
To find out if I might love.
O love is the crooked thing,
There is nobody wise enough to find out all that is in it,
For he would be thinking of love
Till the stars had run away
And the shadows eaten the moon.
Ah, penny, brown penny, brown penny,
One cannot begin too soon.
-William Butler Yeats
Abridged, in "Looking at the Moon", by Kit Pearson
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Friday, July 4, 2008
Wishes
The band Superchick is probably my favourite Christian band...most people haven't heard of it, but they've probably heard some of their songs, which have shown up on The Hills, in Legally Blonde, and and in Ice Princess.
My favourite song by theirs is called "Wishes", and it's about a breakup, but when you think about it, a lot of it could be about unrequited love. It's pretty mainstream, it's not alternative or anything, and it doesn't use interesting instrumentation. It's just a song that expresses how I feel.
My favourite song by theirs is called "Wishes", and it's about a breakup, but when you think about it, a lot of it could be about unrequited love. It's pretty mainstream, it's not alternative or anything, and it doesn't use interesting instrumentation. It's just a song that expresses how I feel.
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