Love

It wraps us in it's glory. Transcends us to places of inexplicable pleasure. It is the sigh after that first deep kiss. The rapture of it warms you so deeply that you shiver with ecstasy.

Is it the curve of a perfect, supple breast or the finger that traces along it? The smell of roses or its touch on your skin? The laughter of your child or being with your friends?

What makes you happiest? What gives you pleasure? What makes your toes curl?

zaura 21 years ago
OMG Verileah, that was absolutely the best post about love ever! I am feeling a bit cynical myself, and was thinking of posting something sarcastic and pessimistic, until I read your post and decided I do not want to detract from that vision of love in all its glory, so I will not post my own feelings about love here.
Hijinks 21 years ago
On a side note, this may surprise those who know me, but there's a diamond commercial where a guy yells 'I LOVE THIS WOMAN", and then gives her a ring, and she softly says, I love this man. That commercial gives me butterflies


I am offended by this ad.

It makes me feel like they're saying women only express affection if they're given the bling bling. That his outpouring of love to all the strangers around them isn't good enough for her; he has to give her a sparkly to get her to say "I love you" back.

That's the way I see it and I dislike it immensely.

On the other hand, I *do* like the commercial where he flew her mom and dad to some country where they were touring, to ask her to marry him again. That's sweet.

I don't have romantic love in my life. Long story short, I don't feel there's a man out there who can see the inside of a woman. I've been burned too many times by men who are so selfish and self-centered ... case in point, an ex from long ago who felt I was too overweight for him to be seen with, although he was close to 400 pounds himself (and I am nowhere near obese). In an EQ serverwide chat channel, I saw him years after he dumped me, making fun of me to strangers. He of course neglected to mention to them what a fat slob he himself was.

I don't think I'll ever be able to trust a man who says he loves me. They all have a hidden agenda and I'll be tootling along, enjoying my life, loving this man, and then BOOM suddenly he decides he's not happy and he's leaving (ohh guess what, there's another woman offering him a new place, THAT'S the only reason he's leaving, if she wasn't offering it, he'd stay...) Yeah. Bitter. Mmmhmm.

It's been two years. Before my last relationship, I was alone for 5 years. I'm used to it by now. I love my cats and they love me (I think). I enjoy my life; I have a good job, credit's good, job is going well. I would like to have companionship but I don't think it's going to happen.

So I don't believe in romantic love.
Guest 21 years ago
Two lil eyes so I can see
The things that God has done for me

Two lil ears so I can hear
The things He says to stay my fears

One lil nose so I can smell
The flowers that He grows so well

And one lil mouth so I can tell
The way He made me, oh so well


The poem I made up rocking my daughter to sleep one night. I say it to her every night with her prayers. Its one view of love, to me. A different kind of love.

I love my children more than anything in this world, and to me there is no other definition of love better described than that of a young child smiling at you, telling you he loves you, running to you after a day of daycare, hugging you, loving you. Thats true love.