Priceless :)

Love is taking the Christmas tree down together and not wanting to kill kill kill xoxo (because my asthma was getting bad we had to take the tree down)!

Love is cuddling close to my lover when the alarm goes off and I feel our cat jump right into the space on the other side of me...lol makes me all happy thinking about it ! warm body on one side and handsome black cat on the other xoxo

:awww::awww::awww:

Love is feeling warm inside when I hear our songs...

Love is want, not need.

Love is...
 

...knowing when the O/other needs a cup of tea but doesn't have the energy to make it.

Of all the things Hy does for me - and Hy does a lot - it's those cups of tea that make me feel loved the most.

Love is...
 

Love is a verb, not just a noun. Most people think of it as a noun. But it is like the word seat. You sit on a seat (n), or you Seat the customers. One is a word describing something the latter is the action of putting people in their seat.

When you say I love you to someone, it is a verb in that sentence. Its the actions you make. Things like giving a massage to ease their pain, celebrating special days, and even just working on the relationship talking. They are all actions that show love. Everything you put in the category of things you do FOR that loved one to Show your feelings. Love just isnt some vague undefined feeling that there are never enough words to describe... the feelings are different for everyone so the dictionary references as a noun are only a foundation basic explanation. Love used as a noun is subjective and interpretation is different for everyone. So if it isn't something you can touch like a seat... how is it real?

For me it is because Love as a verb is factual. Tangible. Really easy to prove because as a verb, the actions are the proof. You experience it as it happens outside of one's mind and in the real world. Love as a verb is what makes love real. If its not a verb, then when it is used as a noun we would all think of it (world wide) as a FICTIONAL or Mythological thing.

Most of the world can recognize a fictional character or make believe item like invisibility cloak of Harry Potter for example. Author imagined and not "real". Maybe the subject and plot had realistic aspects, it was make believe by Rowlings and she gets paid a lot of money too I might add. Love is not supposed to be in this category is it?

Love is a verb for me.

"Love is everything it's cracked up to be. That's why people are so cynical about it...It really is worth fighting for, risking everything for. And the trouble is, if you don't risk everything, you risk even more." - Erica Jong

;)
 

Love is allowing vulnerability and trusting it will be okay.

Love is being accepted and appreciated for who I am/she is, and being completely ourselves, unselfconscious, uncensored.

Love is honoring boundaries, mine and hers.

Love is the drive to seek solace in her arms above anywhere else, and to fulfill the same need for her.

Love is intimate connectedness, attuned to one another.

Love is a gift from us to both ourselves and each other.

Love is the look in her eyes when she catches and holds my gaze.

Love is the cocoon that surrounds us and mutes the rest of the world when we're in each other's arms.

I had to keep coming back to this thread...
my reflex was to write something bitter and angry, not becuase I am but because Love Hurts......even when it's good.
Then My friend(and I suspect, guardian angel) sent me a Poem that elequently explained love as I see it.
So to answer the question What is Love?
It is asking the Impossible........

I ask the impossible: love me forever.

Love me when all desire is gone.

Love me with the single mindedness of a monk.

When the world in its entirety,

and all that you hold sacred advise you

against it: love me still more.

When rage fills you and has no name: love me.

When each step from your door to our job tires you--

love me; and from job to home again, love me, love me.

Love me when you're bored--

when every woman you see is more beautiful than the last,

or more pathetic, love me as you always have:

not as admirer or judge, but with

the compassion you save for yourself

in your solitude.

Love me as you relish your loneliness,

the anticipation of your death,

mysteries of the flesh, as it tears and mends.

Love me as your most treasured childhood memory--

and if there is none to recall--

imagine one, place me there with you.

Love me withered as you loved me new.

Love me as if I were forever--

and I, will make the impossible

a simple act,

by loving you, loving you as I do

~Ana Castillo, "I Ask the Impossible"~

Peace and Love

I've been thinking about this a lot lately. My life, once again going through changes and processing lessons, keep them, leave the past. I've thought a lot about love and this is what it means to me.

Love is enduring and it doesnt go away. It evolves and deepens if in fact its real. Seeking love is all about conditions, however when love plants it seed the conditions start to disappear. When I love someone they become a priority in my life and I make a commitment to always be there even when its hard to sometimes. I have never fallen out of love, just changes and to date I have truly loved three people. Even today, although we've all moved on I would turn heaven and earth to be there for them.

The friends and family I love... sometimes I don't like them and they make me angry but somehow love always heals this and it never goes away.

Love is tolerant. This doesn't mean you put up with shit but that when you love you learn a whole new level of compromise.
You cant walk away from love. You can try but its an essence that can't be extinguished.

Everyone loves differently but the essence of love is total, unconditional and pure light. We decide how it will manifest in our life and we give love permission to reside and grow.

The moment you realize there is only one of here and you erase the separation, love becomes part of everything around you. When your heart and spirit lives in love, you love everything around you but there are soulful connections that make you soar and teach you lessons. Love is all about growth and learning to love yourself and your connection to all that is.

Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being "in love" which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
-St. Augustine
from the movie Captain Corelli's Mandolin:

Thats beautiful BUT in translation sounds like lust, which we all know too well! Then we decide if love exist and how it will exist for us.

Thank you for posting it.

at least you're an original
 

.. is twirling you while savoring the delicious moments of your mm mm mm.:bunchflowers:



:: ahem :: love really is the laughter you evoke daily :stillheart:

Love is... Sometimes wanting what is best for yourself. Even it that means saying goodbye and walking away while your still in love with someone.