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Loves Definition
Ask any one person what they want most and majority will respond love.
But what is love?
Each person creates their own definition and Webster can't keep up with the added perceptions.
Love, see also lust... infatuation, attraction to physical aspects, sexual chemistry, but why is that even considered love?
Each person views things from ones own experience and if all one has experienced is physical attraction their mind defines lust as love.
People say they've searched high and low for love when in reality they have scurried and pranced through trash and people looking for sex in rowdy bars and run down clubs.
They look for love and find only lust and thus their perception and definition of love is to be seen in the dictionary definition of lust.
What is love really?
Endless possibilities, ten thousand definitions and yet love is truly only one.
A connection, a mutual admiration, a meeting of minds that share the same soul and two hearts that quicken in the presence of each other, a conversation between all pieces of a puzzle that connect in intimate image and two bodies that come together to sing the same tune and sway to the beat of one another.
Love is the storm that calms when another braves and dares to meet its eye, chaos at beautiful heights, when one takes another's burdens on as ones own!
Love is a screaming voice that sounds until it reaches to break through a guarded heart.
It is no bounds, no limits, everything, and anything you make of it.
Love is pain that is worth facing followed by the stitching up, making love from moon rise to sun rise and holding to each others arms.
Love is a kiss between lips and hearts, entrusting your being to another's hand.
Love is a scent that lingers even in absence a taste that one savors time and time again but can never quench the thirst.
Love is hurt, it is knowing you will let each other down and the ability to forgive and see past.
Love is where you wake in morning and when you lay your head too rest, love is the one you see last before your eyes fall to dream to only see them there as well.
Love has many definitions but they are all right, all pieces, together they make one!
Love is...Everything...Anything...
Amazing...
But what is love?
Each person creates their own definition and Webster can't keep up with the added perceptions.
Love, see also lust... infatuation, attraction to physical aspects, sexual chemistry, but why is that even considered love?
Each person views things from ones own experience and if all one has experienced is physical attraction their mind defines lust as love.
People say they've searched high and low for love when in reality they have scurried and pranced through trash and people looking for sex in rowdy bars and run down clubs.
They look for love and find only lust and thus their perception and definition of love is to be seen in the dictionary definition of lust.
What is love really?
Endless possibilities, ten thousand definitions and yet love is truly only one.
A connection, a mutual admiration, a meeting of minds that share the same soul and two hearts that quicken in the presence of each other, a conversation between all pieces of a puzzle that connect in intimate image and two bodies that come together to sing the same tune and sway to the beat of one another.
Love is the storm that calms when another braves and dares to meet its eye, chaos at beautiful heights, when one takes another's burdens on as ones own!
Love is a screaming voice that sounds until it reaches to break through a guarded heart.
It is no bounds, no limits, everything, and anything you make of it.
Love is pain that is worth facing followed by the stitching up, making love from moon rise to sun rise and holding to each others arms.
Love is a kiss between lips and hearts, entrusting your being to another's hand.
Love is a scent that lingers even in absence a taste that one savors time and time again but can never quench the thirst.
Love is hurt, it is knowing you will let each other down and the ability to forgive and see past.
Love is where you wake in morning and when you lay your head too rest, love is the one you see last before your eyes fall to dream to only see them there as well.
Love has many definitions but they are all right, all pieces, together they make one!
Love is...Everything...Anything...
Amazing...
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