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Abhijit Naskar
The lessons of relationship that our primordial ancestors learned are deeply encoded in the genetics of our neurobiological circuits of love. They are present from the moment we are born and activated at puberty by the cocktail of neurochemicals. It's an elegant synchronized system. At first our brain weighs a potential partner, and if the person fits our ancestral wish list, we get a spike in the release of sex chemicals that makes us dizzy with a rush of unavoidable infatuation. It's the first step down the primeval path of pair-bonding.
Brownell Landrum
There's a fine line between trying to be everything your mate wants you to be and wanting to be loved for who you are.
Kamand Kojouri
I don't know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at you.To dodge your skin in the hallwayand leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat.It takes much too effort to stare at the sinkso my eyes don't smile at you in the mirror.It takes much too effort to look away as we undressand lie apart in the now bigger bed.It takes much too effort to stiffen my bodybecause sleepy limbs forget fightsand pride is always lost in dreams.It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us.I dread the light peeking through the parted curtainsand empathise with your groans
Kamand Kojouri
Like a pair of old slippers,I feel comfort andwarmth as I slip into you.No, that is too crude.Like the match to the wick,I ignite when we touch.My counterpart andlife's purpose.Yes, as though I've known you my whole life.Every scar, every failurehas become an affirmationof what should be:You.Yes, as though I've loved you my whole life.
Kamand Kojouri
I write because the security of your love allows me to develop my craft without concerning myself with trivialities
Kamand Kojouri
How is it that there was never youuntil there wasand then all was you?
Kamand Kojouri
I couldn't have dreamed you into existence because I didn't even know I needed you. You must have been sent to me.
Kamand Kojouri
I fell in loveand then I became love.
Kamand Kojouri
With you, I am. Without you, I am not.
Kamand Kojouri
Here's another poem,like all others before and after,dedicated to you.There isn't anything left to be saidbut I will spend my lifetrying to put you into words.You who is every goodness,every optimismand hope.Your love is a better fate for methan anything I could wish for.If you are a part of me, then you're the best part.And if you're separate from me, then you are my destination.But I've become a weary traveller,so please,let us never be apart.
Kamand Kojouri
The first music I ever heard was only one hundred and sixty days after I was conceived. Da dum Da dum Da dum Have you ever heard the sound a blessing makes? This is it. The first thing I ever saw was only one hundred and eighty days after I was conceived. It was a bright light soft like clouds warm like candles. Have you ever seen the colour of a blessing? This is it. The first time I ever suffered was in the three thousand and sixty seconds after I was born. I listened for her heartbeat. I searched for her light. I cried for the first time until she was born. Have you ever known a blessing? A twin is it.
Kamand Kojouri
Take me when I'm wild.Take me when I'm free.Take me for meand I will take you as you want to be.
Kamand Kojouri
I don't know why we fight.It takes much too effort to stay mad at you.To dodge your skin in the hallwayand leave the kitchen without bringing you a treat.It takes much too effort to stare at the sinkso my eyes don't smile at you in the mirror.It takes much too effort to look away as we undressand lie apart in the now bigger bed.It takes much too effort to stiffen my bodybecause sleepy limbs forget fightsand pride is always lost in dreams.It takes much too effort to awaken every hour to make sure we are islands with a gulf of white sheets separating us.I dread the light peeking through the parted curtainsand empathise with your groans
Kamand Kojouri
How is it possible, you ask, for love to be greater than the person who does the loving? That's because love defies the rules of reason. It is the only exception.
Kamand Kojouri
The first time I heard you laugh, I only wanted to say funny things so you would always be laughing. You know what happens to chocolate when you leave it out in the sun? I'm that unfortunate chocolate and you, you are the laughing sun. For this reason, I am offering myself to you not as a martyr or some selfless fool, but as a self-indulgent moth who actively pursues the light without much fear for the flame. The moth who revels in the heat and declares: Burn me.
Kamand Kojouri
I write because the security of your love allows me to develop my craft without concerning myself with trivialities
Kamand Kojouri
What is this lovethat makes me see beauty,and makes every beautiful thing bring you back to me?What is this lovethat makes me declare 'I love you'even though I uttered itonly a moment ago?What is this love that keeps growing even when my chest is soreand it hurts to love you any more?Tell me:How am I to find what this love iswhen it was the one to find you, me, this verse, and this universe?
Kamand Kojouri
Speak to me: I will spend my lifetime trying to understand you.
Kamand Kojouri
If love weighs you downand casts a shadow on your lifethen it isn't love.Love is light and makes you light.
Kamand Kojouri
Whenever you keep score in love, you lose.
Kamand Kojouri
We live only for the hope of love.
Kamand Kojouri
Being deeply, passionately, and intensely in love is being deeply, passionately, and intensely in life.
Kamand Kojouri
I've written you sixty-seven love poems.Here's another one for you.But really, for me.These poems are the candles that I light with the fire you have ignited in me.I place this candle here and another thereso even if the stars have argued with the moonand are sulking away in a corner, you can still find your way to me.Sixty-eight poems now. What does the future hold for us?Joy? Disappointment? Gentle caresses? And subtle neglect?I hope the good is more than the bad. Much more. For what is the point of loveif by lighting these candlesour own flame loses its brightness?I know the good is more than the bad. Much more.I cannot wait to write you sixty-nine.
Kamand Kojouri
You are my favourite part of life.
Kamand Kojouri
Poetry is jealous of you tonight, for as soon as I come to pen a few words, your perfume attacks me in the most civilised manner and I forget myself. I forget the poem. I forget the ...
Kamand Kojouri
I can sense your love,why leave me in darkness?Beguile me for your amusement,stealing my soul without kisses. You are the sun and I, the moon. Your beauty is reflected in my eyes.When we are apart, I am extinguishedin the blackness of these skies.
Kamand Kojouri
Share yourself with me. I will never judge you. I am here and I will stay here only to love you.
Kamand Kojouri
I'm a winner because I always bet on you.
Kamand Kojouri
The only path wide for us all is love.
Kamand Kojouri
Let us remember to always rediscover one anotherbecause we are forever changing.
Kamand Kojouri
Don't make the mistake of looking down on your partner. You're only on that pedestal because they put you up there.
Kamand Kojouri
I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you.
Kamand Kojouri
If I can't be your love, then let me be a simple brooch so I may rest a while against your chest. If I can't be your love, then let me be a forgotten coin so I may rest a while against your thigh. If I can't be your love, then let me be an unlit cigarette so I may rest a while in between your lips. If I can't be your love, then let me at least remain in these words so I may rest a while in your thoughts.
Kamand Kojouri
Love, they said, burns youand builds you.But with you, there's no ash.Just light.
Kamand Kojouri
Does God knowthe number of kissesbefore we fall in love?Yesterday, I was nobodyand I believed myself important.Today,I feel my worth in you.You, with your emerald eyes and ebony hair,even your heartbeat is beautiful.You, who is my greatest joy,all other concerns vanish in your presence.You swallow timeand consume space,inspiring all my passionwith a single embrace.I love your existence.
Kamand Kojouri
Why didn't you write all this time?Did you not remember us in a song?A dance?In the skies littered with stars?Did you not get drunk?Why didn't you write all this time?Did you not remember us in a film?A book?In idyllic dusks and dawns?Did you not get high?It is good that you didn't.For all is well. I am drunk and dazed.I have already forgotten youand your bewitching ways.
Kamand Kojouri
I was mistaken when I said you live in my heart. How absurd I was when you live in my fingertips so that everything I touch is you. How foolish I was when you live in my toes so that everywhere I go there's you. How senseless of me to say you live in my heart when you breathe in my lungs, walk on my mind, and drink in my mouth. I came to pen another poem for you, but even every unwritten poem is you.
Kamand Kojouri
Your omnipresence is marvellous!I breathe and you enter me.I exhale and enter into you.
Kamand Kojouri
I'm not here to grant you the extraordinary love you never had for yourself. I'm here, on my own accord, to love you. So that when you stare into my mirror eyes, you may see how extraordinary you are.
Kamand Kojouri
I love you so much I want to share youwith yourself.I know you do not insist that I do, but I love you so much I want to shareGod with you.
Kamand Kojouri
Like a child who saves their favourite food on the plate for last, I try to save all thoughts of you for the end of the day so I can dream with the taste of you on my tongue.
Kamand Kojouri
All I need to dois place my pen against paperand your lovewrites for me.
Kamand Kojouri
And there's you. You're just beautiful. Effortlessly beautiful, like nature. You have the trinity of beauty: a beautiful heart, a beautiful mind, and a beautiful soul.
Kate McGahan
It's the spark of love's memory inside your heart that recognizes them and most of the time they recognize you too. That spark is the magnet that always brings us back to each other. Like glue, it binds us together with an invisible cord from lifetime to lifetime, soul mate to soul mate.
Kate McGahan
Some of us have deeper feelings for one over another. It can't be helped. It's chemistry. It's inherent. You can't make yourself love someone you don't and you can't make yourself stop loving someone you do.
Kate McGahan
You can't make someone your soul mate. You can try but it will always be very hard work. Human relationships are hard even when they are easy, so it's important to be in one with a soul mate. She felt she could learn to love Shane; that she might grow to love him over time. She always felt she could make her mind up and then accomplish anything, but the heart and the mind have different agendas. If she was going to try to make this relationship work, it had to come from her heart, not from 'making up her mind'. You don't have to try to be anything when you are with your soul mate because they are looking for who you are, not for who you are trying to be.
Kate McGahan
When you dream you go inside yourself, even though it makes you feel like you are traveling many miles and light years to go to the dream worlds. This is the irony of all of it. Everything lives within the heart of the dreamer. Your heart can take you everywhere. It's the world where we are still together. The heart is where you'll find me and anyone else you have ever loved with all your heart and all your soul.
Kate McGahan
If there's anyone we are sure to learn something from, it's the one who pushes our buttons.
Sarah J. Maas
And I wondered if love was too weak a word for what he felt, what he'd done for me. For what I felt for him.
Shannon L. Alder
It is not the hand that rocks the cradle that rules the world; it is the woman that holds the keys to the kingdom.
Shannon L. Alder
God will bring the right person into your life at the right time. Always believe that! If they are not there, God isn't finished yet!
Suzy Kassem
NOT UNTIL I MET YOUNot until I felt your sunshine,Did I realize that I had been in the shade.Not until I saw all your colors,Did I realize that mine had faded.Not until I heard your dreams,Did I realize that I was still sleeping.And not until I experienced my life with you,Did I realize that I was barelyBreathing.