Red Rose

Red is the color of which I will bear.
Like the color of a rose it tells that I am true.
For me to state anything else is quite false.
My love for you runs more deep and more true than the glorius
color of a red rose.
It runs more deep than the bluest ocean or the widest sea.
My love for you will always be there, even though I may not be.
If you are to forgive me then the love that I have for you will
pour over you and fill your veins untill the blood that now flows in them
will now be my love.
It is so strong that the moment that I stand up it knocks me
down.
I've never met anyone quite like you.
You are the only thing that keeps me living.
You are the only thing that is running through my body.
My body, mind and soul are taken over by your power.
Your love is the thing that makes my heart beat,
Every second that you're not there it slows down 1 beat,
When I hear your voice again my heart beats faster hoping for
your return.

Love is ???

Love takes time. It needs a history of giving and receiving, laughing
and crying...
Love never promises instant gratification, only ultimate fulfillment.
Love means believing in someone, in something. It supposes a
willingness to struggle, to work, to suffer, and to rejoice.
Satisfaction and ultimate fulfillment are by-products of dedicated
love. They belong only to those who can reach beyond themselves; to
whom giving is more important than receiving.
Love is doing everything you can to help others build whatever dreams
they have.
Love involves much careful and active listening. It is doing whatever
needs to be done, and saving whatever will promote the other's
happiness, security, and well-being. Sometimes, love hurts.
Love is on a constant journey to what others need. It must be attentive,
caring, and open, both to what others say and to what others cannot
say...
Love says no with empathy and great compassion.
Love is firm, but when needed it must be tender.
When others have tried and failed, love is the hand in yours in your
moments of discouragement and disappointment.
Love is reliable.
Love is a choice and commitment to others' true and lasting happiness.
It
is dedicated to growth and fulfillment. Love is not selfish.
Love sometimes fails for lack of wisdom or abundance of weakness, but it
forgives, knowing the intentions are good.
Love does not attach conditions....Genuine love is always a free gift.
Love realizes and accepts that there will be disagreements and
disturbing
emotions...There may be times when miles lay between, but love is a
commitment. It believes and endures things.
Love encourages freedom of self. Love shares positives and negatives
reactions to warm and cold feelings.
Love, intimate love, will never reject others. It is the first to
encourage and the last to condemn.
Love is a commitment to growth, happiness, and fulfillment of one
another.

a kiss is ??

a girl without freckles is like a nite without stars....

a kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point. thats basic spelling that every woman ought to know...

a kiss can beautify souls hearts and thoughts...

a kiss makes the heart young again and wipes out the years...

a kiss the renunciation of the heart when one is no longer alone....

a lawful kiss is never worth a stolen one....

a lover fears all that he believes.....

a lover without indescretion is no lover at all ....