Wednesday, September 8, 2010

How Many Calories Ae In Colegate

When I love ....

(photo by Garima)

... I love totally








Love is something you take in, with a sudden
inexhaustible power.
Love is joy and uncontrollable laughter, followed by cries
obscene.
Love is a roller coaster of life,
The wind ruffles your hair and makes
watery eyes.
Love is a succession of moments, hours, days, months and years
beautiful and ugly, calm and stormy.
Love is an inextricable mix
need, need, obsession, thought, desire
as the Gordian knot.
Love is hardness and softness, is salty and sugary,
is burning and cold as
cross the desert under the scorching sun and then feel cold in the nights the moon.
Love is the sun and moon, stars and planets
universe under the eyes and even more in the head.
The total need of love is within themselves.
Love has no word if or how, but love has only
the verb have and the verb and the verb to be.
Love is having the sweaty skin, and mix your own sweat
with those of your loved one.
's love is beauty, the other
seraphic bliss and reflection in the eyes of others.
Love is holding hands all day and all night
and not want to leave even to go to the bathroom.
Love is eating and drinking from the same plate.
Love are caresses, kisses, touching, rubbing, and
bites, scratches, slaps, the Goduria and enjoyment,
suffering and delusional externalization of pain.
Love is infinite sweetness, followed by endless restlessness.
desire Love is immediately followed by another desire.
Love is every second call to say I love you.
Love is not getting tired of words and silences.
Love is smiling in the morning turn
infinite sweetness and joy and say hello.
Love is kissing your eyes closed in the evening.
Love is looking and then go to laugh and cry
and then to the seriousness, and then to laugh again.
Love is touching and retouching, you feel desire
after having fulfilled his body burned from care.
Love is having on me and lick the salt water droplets
and then feel like a stream of cold mountain water.
Love is work and pleasure together, is construction and destruction.
Love is realized, and vanish in a single emotion
covering yourself and your whole world.
Love is the reversal of each company, basing on a single foundation:
the couple in every way.
Love is work and smile, be sad but strong, love is
problems and solutions, daily dive
in an ongoing problem and continually find and smile of the resolution.
Love is reeling as drowned and die with cling
despair to this lifeline.
Love is perilous voyage in stormy seas, but also
flight in calm blue skies.
Love is good and bad together, love is passion and reflection together,
love is glaring need and introspection.
Love is madness, death and rebirth is the time.
Love is cooking and appreciation, cooking and mess.
Love is dirty and clean, shiny and opaque.
Love the eyes are crossed by flashes of iridescent fire
and expanses of blue.
Love blossoms and withers every second, continuously,
like water boiling in the pot, in a low mumble.
Love is striking and poignant, love is crying, screaming,
and independent of where, how and why.
Love is all that and more, because
draws on the entire world literature
to express themselves with words that humanly are not enough.
Love must live it to understand it.
It is still not enough, you need to understand death.
love overwhelms you, and every day I crushed in a vise
heavy that it takes your breath away.
Love finds you in the evening tired and too strong for
then throw in a new day even more pressing in the stomach.
Love 's feeling sick all day and heal every second.
's love is to breathe the same air of the other, and share
the same water.
Love feeds on itself, eating and regenerated every day.
Love, finally, is found beside
sitting in front of the setting sun, holding hands and think in unison:
was a beautiful life with you.

And all this is for you.


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