True Love Poems For Her Novels & Stories

Then she read it. “You are a love that cannot be seen by the eyes. But its sincerity can be felt in the heart. You are the breath that I always exhale every second. You are the true meaning of all the beauty in this world. Claire, I love you with all my body and soul. Thank you for being a part of my life.”

True love won’t embarrass you in public spaces. True love won’t make you perfect. Instead, it will accept you for whom you are. True love will accept you as you grow as a person in a relationship. True love will be the reason you are awake all night trying to memorize their smell, as if it can in some way comfort you. “What happened to me?” she asks. “You were poisoned. Some sort of sedative that impacted you once you were in the pool.” She lets out a squelching noise and then goes back to giggling; this girl never has a serious moment.

You sense divine presence, With a melding of souls, To experience true love, Is one of God's goals. I'm lucky I got the chance to experience the true love for two times, I kissed on her soft lips and said "The sparkle in your eye, The warmth of your skin.Your breath on my neck, That quivers within. The beauty of your kiss, And that magic in your touch. It is for all these reasons and more, Why I'm trying to love you so much" she opened her eyes and asked "which romantic ghost entered into your body" I said "dhiren romantic ghost" she chuckled, this is the most purest smile I have ever seen, she said "why do I feel like my cold husband is so far better than this romantic husband?"

Now I realized she truly loves me, her big doe eyes held the truth that she loves me truly! Yes she loves me!! *************************** How is it?

he sat on his knees with tears she was startled to his reaction he said "you're the song my heart has been trying to remember you're the echo to my callings that I have been longing to hear you're the poem my hand has always wanted to write you're the art my eyes have desired to lay sight on my soul has loved you for a thousand years and will love you for a million more...... and whether I have you here with me every single day or never even a second more my soul has found in you everything it could wish for I will love you as long as sun burns in the sky as long as moon shines its light into the dark night untill the raging blue oceans become calm I will love you untill end of time give me

my one and only I want you dearly and with all my heart I pray that we remain together forever may we never apart when I count the stars that are up in the sky far as much they are is the much my love is look into my eyes and you see love I can't deny you are the reason for my joy the only one I miss you are the love of my life, sweet and true with you iam safe my happiness is only in you iam the luckiest person in this world this I can say knowing you will be mine brightens my every day I feel you love so naturally it seems you are the only love I have ever had and it makes me sad when I think of all the times spent searching for your love I will treasure you the rest of my life if I could

i reply. His lips twitch at that, and he says "I smell like that... only to you. Because I am yours, I smell like the things you love... Just as you smell unique to me."He tells me. It dawns on me that he must be right, but I never gave the Amore much thought before. "What do i smell like to you?" I ask. He took a deep, slow breath and then said "Cinnamon, freshly baked bread, and wood smoke."

Touching her skin to make her look at me is like the smoothest velvet feeling against my hands. My heart soars when I see the shooting star go across her eyes, meaning she is my one true mate, that I will never get another after her. Even if that weren't the case I wouldn't want another one anyway. "True Mates." I whisper to her in the deepest whisper I can make. I watch her shiver and the look of pure adoration she gives me sends a remarkable chill down my spine.

I feel her body tense, vibrate, open again under mine, but this time our sighs are soft, almost silent, as if we were afraid to disturb the fragile clarity of dawn. I whisper against her skin: — I love you. You are the only truth, the only light I will always follow. Her fingers clench on my back, her legs wrap around mine. She repeats, breathless, again and again, like an incantation: — I love you, I love you, I love you…

he asked. “Because you know me,” she whispered. “You know the scar on my right hand from when I fell off your bike. You know the lullaby you used to hum when you couldn’t sleep. You know what I smell like after a thunderstorm.” Every word tugged at his chest, familiar and sharp. Then the golden one spoke. “Memory can be replicated,” she said evenly. “Love can be imitated. But truth cannot.” He turned toward her. “And what’s your truth?”