You all are not my followers, you are my friends. I ’d love to invite you to my humble little dwelling for tea and chat. So we could share stories, be in each others presence, learn more about each other, laugh, and enjoy this morning, or the coming evening, or better yet the whole day, together. Wouldn’t it be just awesome?
What do you say to a place like this?
It has left me speechless. I can only imagine how it would feel like staying in one of those houses or dining with my love at a restaurant there. Poetically inspirational. Incredibly romantic. Soaking in the dark night’s beauty and the deep-blue sea’s serenity. Hearts singing words of love all night long. Lips murmering desires upon the sounds of the sea till the break of dawn.
I love writing about You,
Though my pen is now tired, resting;
My heart continues to speak of Your beauty
and sing of Your loveliness.
Take me there, but don’t leave me, cause I may never come back.
Isn’t this beautiful architecture? Look at the design and organization of the place, the colors, the painting on the inside of the dome, the clean shine of the place, and of course my favorite of all - those lovely lovely books. Aren’t books eternal … especially in such a place?
You gave me your heart, I’m protecting it, to my last breath.
Your beloved’s heart is the center of their being, where all their feelings dwell, where their entire world exists. How do you show your love is true? How do you show that you really care about your beloved’s heart? Through … commitment.
How can love without commitment be considered true love? It is through commitment, or lack thereof, that love shows its true nature and intentions.
As a man, I love the lady of my life, through our marriage, with all my heart and soul. I treat her like a gift every day.
Remember… Your beloved’s heart is precious beyond measure.
I just fell in love with this room.
When I think of privacy, my own little corner, i think of a room like this. Plenty of light, a number of tall windows, a writing desk facing the windows on both ends, a plant right next to me while I write, some fresh flowers on my desk, a long low couch draped with soft silk covers, a built-in bookcase with plenty of space for my favorite book collection, and a nice-sized comfy bed with soft white sheets and covers. Comfort, privacy, light, everything I need.
I could write for hours at a time, read for days on end, in this simple yet beautiful room.
If you’re on the road for the holidays, travel safe and come back soon, for even though it maybe a little while, remember - the world is empty without you.
today, i plan to come and see you.
Actually, there isn’t a single day that I don’t want to visit you. And every time I want to bring you the prettiest of flowers. Something that will make you smile. Something that reflects your own beauty. I wonder if that’s what makes you smile each time you see flowers - seeing a part of yourself in things beautiful.
What would it take for me to make you bloom? Tell me.
Sometimes you really want to make that special person in your life smile, make them happy, or perhaps capture their heart. You look for a special way to make it to their heart, that special moment of pure connection.
My daughter, when she was only two, melted my heart on this one unforgettable evening. After being away for a business trip for a few days, I got home, and as soon as I had changed and freshened up, she threw herself to the floor, and started kissing my feet. I was stunned, and deeply touched. Mesmerized and humbled, I immediately lifted her, took her in my arms, hugged and kissed her. I was overcome by such incredible show of affection, I couldn’t hold my tears. It was beyond me how she could do something as profoundly loving as that. I realized then how creatively affectionate one can get in making that special someone’s heart bloom!
Love for You has turned my heart into a million rose petals.
I often think of the power of love: How it can change one’s bodily organ, the heart, into a bed of fresh fragrance, gorgeous color, kind tenderness, and powerful love. Isn’t love powerful? Isn’t it amazing?
When i think of love for all seasons, timeless love, what conjures in my heart is the picture above.
You know, I often wonder why can’t we love always? Why can’t we endure in our love? Who said love was easy? The celebrated persian poet Hafiz starts his sonnets by saying "love seemed so easy at first, but it has brought so many challenges". Isn’t it true that love has difficulties and challenges entwined within it? One should persevere through love. One must truly give of oneself in love, or else how can we call it love? Giving up means it’s not love. Let’s love for all seasons.