Originally posted by Bad wolfWe were 6 years old and she lived across the road from me....at school we were best friends...we both loved Drama and grew up pals....she moved to USA leaving me in England unhappy....she came back i declared i loved her and we married.....thats the shortened version....we were on the Esther Rantzen Show all about Am Dram...(she is now a professional actress!!!)
Where then? 🙂
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving;
To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy;
To return home at eventide with gratitude;
And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
That's LOVE!! 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂
Originally posted by mikelomYeah....
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a w ...[text shortened]... e beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
That's LOVE!! 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂
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Originally posted by Jay JoosAww. 🙂😀🙂😀🙂
We were 6 years old and she lived across the road from me....at school we were best friends...we both loved Drama and grew up pals....she moved to USA leaving me in England unhappy....she came back i declared i loved her and we married.....thats the shortened version....we were on the Esther Rantzen Show all about Am Dram...(she is now a professional actress!!!)
Originally posted by mikelom© Kahlil Gibran [1883-1931]
Love has no other desire but to fulfil itself.
But if you love and must needs have desires, let these be your desires:
To melt and be like a running brook that sings its melody to the night.
To know the pain of too much tenderness.
To be wounded by your own understanding of love;
And to bleed willingly and joyfully.
To wake at dawn with a w ...[text shortened]... e beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips.
That's LOVE!! 🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂🙂