Love is a slow kiss goodnight. It is
anticipation.
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 not having to say, "Let's make love",
because you know what the other person wants. It
is understanding.
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 reviewing the damage to your living room
and realizing personal effects are strewn in a
clockwise pattern from the front door to the
bedroom. It is abandonment.
Love is seeing what your lover really looks like
for the first time. It is truth.
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 being there to wake your
lover........slowly. It is sensuousness.
Love is belatedly knowing why you bought a king
size bed three years ago. It is practicality.
Love is two people only taking up a third of a
king size bed. It is closeness.
Love is hearing the weather forecast for a winter
storm, and wishing you could spend it in bed with
your lover. It is loneliness.
Sex is when you awake in the morning asking
yourself where am I....Love
is when you awake in the morning and the one you
love is laying beside you.