Description: Ok, I've gone all lovery-dovey and mushy, I'm sorry. I spose getting engaged will do that to a person (YAY!!!). Anyway, dunno if this one is gonna mean much or communicate much to anyone else, seeing as the target audience consisted of one, but i haven't given this to her yet, so any suggestions would be gretly appreciated.
Love Is... -------------------------------------------
Love is knowing what each other's thinking without having to say anything.
Love is knowing how each other's feeling without even having to be there.
Love is driving along, singing at the top of our lungs with the windows down, and not being embarrassed. Stopping every so often to look at each other and just smile.
Love is sharing ice cream with you.
Love is knowing that if we can't decide what to have for dinner, it will always end up being chicken and chips.
Love is when you sprayed the stuffed bunny on my bed with your perfume, so i could hug it and be reminded of you when you're not there.
Love is when we are lying in each others arms and our breathing falls into the same rhythm.
Love is not having to think about what I say, because however it comes out, you always understand exactly what I mean.
Love is when you said you thought my stretch marks were cute.
Love is when I drive you home at night and you fall asleep on my shoulder, grasping my arm, and every so often when you tighten your grip like you never want to let go.
Love is when you telll me you miss me when we've only been apart for an hour.
Love is the way you hold me and say you want to hold me for a million years.
Love is knowing each others past and never judging by it or using it against one another.
Love is watching a movie with you, and not caring what we watch, just being with each other is enough.
Love is when we are both silent, and it isn't awkward, we are just enjoying being in each others space.
Love is everything, the exciting and the mundane, in every moment I spend with you, and the times we're not together, but I'm thinking of you anyway.
Love is seeing my ring on your finger and knowing it means that I have a lifetime of you to look forward to.
so great to hear all that love is to you, so many different things, its interesting to hear. Everyone has such different points of view, yet it all means the same thing in the end, in some way or another. I think that this kind of poem has no limits, and the way you wrote it is perfect, because its just open, and flowing, from your heart and your experience of love, right onto the paper, for readers to think and wonder over, to compare their own version of love. Great write.