Poems About True Love For Her Novels & Stories

From the cradle to the grave, Love's in everyone. Love burns like a candle That sometimes flickers but never dies. Love may be invisible, Although it's right before your eyes, Love can leave you empty, Love can make you whole. Love can make or break you, Love is in your soul. Love is in your heart, Love is in your mind. Love doesn't discriminate, Love is always blind. ....

Io You are a soul so sweet That my own fails to retreat I am drawn like the sun to the sky Together soon we will tie The binding of cups and rings To be together in all things You are a love so full of peace I savor the feeling unleashed I burn for you like moth to flame My heart is yours to tame This poem for you is my decree For all we are meant to be From your courted to you my bride With you I will always reside You who I will cherish all my life I will be husband as you are wife So, as we go from one to two Always remember I love you

I love you, she said again, because it felt different the second time, the strangeness of the first time giving way to the thing it was going to be, which was simply true and simply hers, said across a kitchen table over cooling tea on an evening in November with the decision made and no occasion and no audience and nothing it needed to be attached to except itself. I love you and it is not attached to any of this. Not the city or the offer or the blank page or the five days. It is just true. It has been true for months. I was saving it until I could say it that way, just true, just its own thing, with nothing else in it. He put his hand on the side of her face. I know, he said. Gently. The

"I was the one who failed you. If I were given a second chance, I'd marry you. But I guess it's all too late now…" I stretched. Everything was going exactly as planned. "Let the past stay in the past. After all that time together, we can still be friends even if we can't be lovers." Vivian seemed to have not slept a wink. Before I could even put away my phone, she replied to my text. "Yeah! We'll always be the best of friends!" I shook my head. Vivian was too easy to fool. It was no wonder Wyatt had her eating out of his hand. I must've been too sincere with her! She was the kind of woman who followed whoever said the right words to her.

To those finding true love: true love,is always understanding,it patient,it stays,it shares your pains and joy And in the last line of the book, she wrote: Love, the kind that stays, isn’t loud. It’s steady. It lingers. Like a whisper at the edge of sleep. Like hope. Like home. it every thing that will ever complete you THE END Dear Readers, please drop Your comment for the review of this book.... and get ready for my next book.. thank you!!!

They all cheered and applauded. "I love you, Mrs. Jimenez." I said, smiling at her after kissing her. "And I love you too, my handsome husband." She responded, elated and smiling. The unexplained joy aroused me so much staring at her. So perfect and stunning sight. Happy that I can make her smile and laugh. Her undying beauty appears when she smiles. I promise, love, to make you happy while I am alive. **** True love will remain in our hearts no matter how long it was. You may meet someone new but the love you felt before will still be in your heart no matter what!****

I implored, yearning for her to return, to heal the wounds that had been inflicted upon us. But she began to fade away, slipping from my grasp like a wisp of smoke. Yet, even as she dissipated, I couldn't let go of my love for her. I whispered into the void, my voice quivering with sincerity, "I vow to cherish only you. You alone, my eternal love."

He smiled affectionately that how adorable she looked. "Yami, I love you" he smiled and repeated just for her. "Like a man loves a woman?" she asked looking at her innocently. "Like a man loves a woman. Like a poet loves his poetry. Like an artist loves his art. And like Abhimanyu loves his Advaita" He said the last part in his mind but the remaining sentences were enough to make her heart content. She never expected to get back her love, but here she is. And she knew after this there is no turning back, not that she wanted any.

The world fades out, there's just the sea and sky, and love's sweet song that never says goodbye. "The ocean's hum, a lullaby so deep, sings tales of ages, promises to keep. "In sync, their steps write verses on the sand, a timeless dance, directed by love's hand. "And as the tide comes in, as it will do, it leaves their footprints fresh, love ever true. "For every wave that sweeps the shore away, their love remains, steadfast, come what may." His voice was mesmerizing. When he recited poetry, it felt as though being drawn into a profound depth. Every word was articulated with exactness, carrying a timeless allure that was utterly captivating.

And the cruel man who was once blind to the world has now also found the most precious treasure for her. True love will never disappoint anyone who truly embraces it.