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.
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