Love Is . . .

Love is...
when he wraps me in his arms and im connected to his
heart,
love is...
his sweet kiss when im cold that warms my soul,
love is...
when he calls just to say he loves me,
love is...
how he cares about my feelings...sometimes over his
own,
love is...
knowing there are so many more exciting things ahead,
love is...
him and I together, talking in the night,
love is...
his thoughtfulness, and how he kisses me on my
forehead,
love is...
his hands, and how my heart is safe inside them,
love is...
his eyes, and how he looks at me and smiles,
love is...
how he wants to protect me, keep me safe,
love is...you and I, everything about us, that
connects us, that says we will make it forever.
it is the way you touch me, the way we laugh, and how
you hold me,
how the world dissapears whenever we are together.
how we both want a family, and to grow old with
eachother. Love Is US, and all that we stand for.

but really Love Is...
when you wrap me in your arms, and our souls are
connected,
how your touch makes me weak, and I can hardly
breathe,
how your sweet kiss warms me in the winter nights.
and how I know, I will always be safe as long as Im
with you.
How your eyes say you love me, and the words dont
have to be spoken,
how your heartbeat synchronizes with mine.
How every part of you is mine, and every part of me
is yours.
how noone could ever break apart what we have always
had...LOVE