It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes read more

It’s often just enough to be with someone. I don’t need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You’re not alone.

From the moment it is touched, the heart cannot dry up.

From the moment it is touched, the heart cannot dry up.

All beings are beautiful seen through eyes of love.

All beings are beautiful seen through eyes of love.

You don't have to touch someone to love them, It's not in the kiss, It's in the times you don't read more

You don't have to touch someone to love them, It's not in the kiss, It's in the times you don't kiss.

To be in love is merely to be in a perpetual state of anesthesia--to mistake an ordinary young man for read more

To be in love is merely to be in a perpetual state of anesthesia--to mistake an ordinary young man for a Greek god or an ordinary young woman for a goddess.

To look into that persons eyes and find yourself so completely lost in another world, a world full of absolute read more

To look into that persons eyes and find yourself so completely lost in another world, a world full of absolute comfort and happiness.

When we are in love we often doubt that which we most believe.

When we are in love we often doubt that which we most believe.

Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world, that's beautiful.

Two people in love, alone, isolated from the world, that's beautiful.

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, read more

Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs, Being purged, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes, Being vexed, a sea nourished with lovers' tears. What is it else? A madness most discreet, A choking gall and a preserving sweet.