Love is beyond words. Thats the most priceless thing about love that there is. Not like a butterfly that can be pinned to the page and dried out in hollow beauty, displayed like a trophy... But vivid, brilliant. Alive and flying beyond the grasp of mortal tounge, caught only between the lips of a kiss.
Anonymous
07:35:58 PM
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Why limit yourself to kisses? Oh... and I hate to be the stickler, but it's "tongue".
^^^you dont hate to be a stickler you love being anal retentive.
I hate "love"
well put.
I love "love"
I dislike "love" but I love Love.
Funny how the best symbols for love we've got are a six-legged, nectar-slurping insect and a swapping of saliva.
bad breath
love is just an illusion
*flips hair over face*
^ yeah, well you're an illusion.
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