#la

It's time to make love, douse the glim; The fireflies twinkle and dim; The stars lean together Like birds of a feather, And the loin lies down with the limb. ↗

— Conrad Aiken

#coitus #fireflies #intercourse #lamb #limb

I love letters from little kids. Adults never proclaim themselves 'your #1 fan! ↗

— Lauren Baratz-Logsted

#fun #kids-books #lauren-baratz-logsted #sisters- #love

And when long years and seasons wheeling brought around that point of time ordained for him to make his passage homeward, trials and dangers, even so, attended him even in Ithaca, near those he loved. ↗

— Homer

#journey #odyssey #love

It's a good sign but rare instance when, in a relationship, you find that the more you learn about the other person, the more you continue to desire them. A sturdy bond delights in that degree of youthful intrigue. Love loves its youth. ↗

— Criss Jami

#continuous #continuous-improvement #delight #desire #fresh

And, Kar, love is not a commandment, it is a need, as real as eating. ↗

— David Clement-Davies

#larka #love #philosophy #sight #love

Do you want love, or do you want control? ↗

— T. Scott McLeod

#love #peace #relationship-struggles #true-love #love

Everything that comes out your mouth is hot and black like treacle, Never once have you said anything other than anything deceitful. You’re poisonous and toxic, dangerous and deceptive, Consuming all around you and so relentlessly receptive. Swallowing each indiscretion and choking on your fumes, While all around you are but pawn’s for your own use. Stained with the vague idea that you are a ‘person’ In reality I watch as your psychosis gradually worsens. The only thing I know for sure; your gender and your name, Behind closed doors and cold surfaces I watch you shift the blame. The feelings that you say you feel are all just a charade, Never once have you been genuine, never let down your guard. But I’m the one whose laughing now, I’m the one that’s real, I have the ability to love and to care, the ability to feel. You’ll never be more than a shadow, a watery reflection in the mirror, And by default I am everything you’re not; I’ll always be the winner. ↗

— Lucy Godden

#lie #manipulation #love

They send a person who can never stay,: she whispered. "Who can never accept my offer of companionship for more than a little while. They send me a hero I can't help... Just the sort of person I can't help falling in love with." The night was quiet except for the gurgle of the fountains and waves lapping on the shore. It took me a long time to realize what she was saying. "Me?" I asked. "If you could see your face." She suppressed a smile, though her eyes were still teary. "Of course, you." "That's why you've been pulling away all this time?" "Itried very hard. But I can't help it. The Fates are cruel. They sent you to me, my brave one, knowing that you would break my heart." "But... I'm just... I mean, I'm just me." "That is enough," Calypso promised. ↗

— Rick Riordan

#love

The door to Blay's room opened wide without a knock, a hello, a hey-are-you-decent. Qhuinn stood in between the jambs, breathing hard, like he’d run down the hall of statues. Sh**, had Layla lost the pregnancy after all? Those mismatched eyes searched around. “You by yourself?” Why the hell would— Oh, Saxton. Right. “Yes—” The male took three strides forward, reached up . . . and kissed the ever-loving crap out of Blay. The kiss was the kind that you remembered all your life, the connection forged with such totality that everything from the feel of the body against your own, to the warm slid of another’s lips on yours, to the power as well as the control, was etched into your mind... Lover at Last, MS pg. 449 ↗

— J.R. Ward

#life

He was done with politics and intrigue. He loved her, and no empire, no king, and no earthly fear would keep him from her. No, if they tried to take her from him, he'd rip the world apart with his bare hands. And for some reason, that didn't terrify him. ↗

— Sarah J. Maas

#throne-of-glass #love