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Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting read more
Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers would drift away.
Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.
Love is the child of illusion and the parent of disillusion.
We are, each of us angels with only one wing; and we can only fly by embracing one another.
We are, each of us angels with only one wing; and we can only fly by embracing one another.
To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.
To love oneself is the beginning of a lifelong romance.
Every person is lined with love!
Every person is lined with love!
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
As soon go kindle fire with snow, as seek to quench the fire of love with words.
Love is a game that two can play and both win.
Love is a game that two can play and both win.
The heart that has truly loved never forgets But as truly loves on to the close.
The heart that has truly loved never forgets But as truly loves on to the close.
It's so easy, to think about love, to talk about love, to wish for love. But it's not always easy, read more
It's so easy, to think about love, to talk about love, to wish for love. But it's not always easy, to recognize love. Even when we hold it....in our hands.
