i love you for what you are, but I love you yet more for what you are going to be.
I love you not so much for your realities as for your ideals. I pray for your desires that they may be great, rather than for your satisfactions, which may be so hazardously little.
love is a place
& through this place of
love move
(with brightness of peace)
all places..
You and I
Have so much love,
That it
Burns like a fire,
In which we bake a lump of clay
Love is a fire that burns unseen, molded into a figure of you
And a figure of me.
OUR LOVE...
© safina