Of Love Letters and Love Poems I

Valentines Day will be the next big affair for lovers and loved ones. I am sharing with you some of the love letters and love poems I have received when I was young, independent and single. My youngest daughter already posted one of the first love poems I have received one Valentines Day circa 1982. It was a hand written poem with the theme of expressing an ardent love but a love that is away most of the time. It was handed personally on Valentines Day eve after a dance party.

What Is Love…

Grieve not when I am away, for my absence brings more glory for my deeds.
The good seems to be clearer than true failures we shared when we are together.
It is just like a mountain you can’t climb, but you can see its beauty from below.

Love does not rely on pure companionship, for distance brings in a spiritual inspiration for the thought of existence.
It makes achievements for a ones love, whom for his return will share its fruits together.
The thing of existence does not depend on the outstretched hands of a love once alone,
For you love him not for the presence of his deeds, but for the rearing, he does during his absence.

Being away is just like a teacher to you.
He implicitly tells you what to do when he is gone, for when absence becomes permanent, you can stand alone.

Togetherness is more of a physical comfort to a love one that needs to be gratified, but remoteness is more of an emotional comfort to a love one that fears not that you are fine when he’s away.

Love is like a sunshine that comes out of your eyes and tells the world that you care for someone and he cares for you. Just like the flowers that needs it for living and the beauty it shows when blooming.

Like the sea, it shapes your destiny, as the tide strikes the shore, new lands come into existence. It forms valleys, rivers, and streams; like love, it brings in more beauty for ones being.

Love does not come from you alone, but from what it makes you out of it. It is not you are you, but also for what you are making out of myself.

Love comes in complimentary, you have it and I have it not. This brings in harmony where both will meet towards their goals. Symmetry comes, where beauty does not rest on you alone, but also mine.

Actions and words cannot speak for what love ought to be, it is how you perceive it beyond your senses. No one can tell, for it is more in the heart than in the mind.

Man cannot compare love with anything else – he does only to make a picture of what it is, but looks at it more abstract: like the sea, the sunshine, and the mountain.

Flowers speak less than a heart, numbers connotes much than words, a touch appreciates much than a smile, and love endures much than friendship.

Love sees nothing, but goodness, for it comes more than the lesser side of you. It covers your weaknesses and heightens you greatness. It does not change yourself, but rather cultivates your real you.

Love brings in creativity where you can see how powerful it does to the hidden talents of man. It speaks of your inner feelings that respond much than any other catalysts.

If you think more of the other than your own, then love is not selfish for it does not mean to possess someone for your own but rather for both.

If you see in you what he has, where everything goes in common, then you love yourself not the other. For love comes in, in unexpected places and time.

Compatibility does not mean love, for likings does not depend on anyone else; you like it, he likes it,; it is better, if you’ll like it because he likes it.

Giving and sharing comes in both ways, you give it all and he completes, then you share. There is more joy if you will find fulfillment with the help of the other where both had done something for the success.

There is nothing more to say of what love is; passages, quotes, poems, and songs; are just so human to comprehend. Saying I love you does not mean anything if nobody feels it.

There is nothing wrong if I tell you what I feel, for it gives meaning only when understood, and when you are actually experiencing it.

So, I tell you, “I LOVE YOU.”

More to come of my love letters collection!