Quotes about valentines-quotes

We have conversations with each other most nights - Sylvia Plath and me!

She asks me silly questions. Like how much do I love her?I smile and look at the sky for how do I tell her that it is she who gives me my existence...

The other day she asked me "Will you forget me?"I smiled and looked at the sky and asked her: "Can the sky ever forget his moon?

One day she asked me: "Is this love?" I said: "If this is not love, then love is nothing!

There is this pain of love. You experience it some moments. It begins like a strange gnawing in your heart. It then spreads slowly. Spreads to the whole body. You fall deeply into it. This feeling.

She has a charm that is incomparable. She has a beautiful heart that flows with love. And she has a sensitive soul that enthralls with magic. She was the spark I had been waiting for all my life.

She is the fragrance of a dozen jasmines.

She has a beautiful heart that plays a euphonious symphony. She is the Zahir that touches your Soul.

She is forever beautiful just like the roses.

When you would be looking somewhere maybe standing near a window and looking outside, I will come slowly towards you. And first I will inhale your sublime fragrance that emanates from your soft and tender body. Then slowly inching towards you I would hug you from behind and take you in my arms.

Your love intoxicates me into an intoxication of intoxicating intoxication.

Women are like beautiful flowers. Only when you love them and take good care of them will they fully bloom into the beautiful flowers that they are.

I know not what it is about you that makes me go crazy but I do know that the radiance in your eyes is more dazzling than that in all the diamonds of this world!

I know not what it is about you that makes me go crazy but I do know that the fragrance of your skin is more sublime than that of all the perfumes of this world!

I know not what it is about you that makes me go crazy but I do know that the radiance in your eyes is more dazzling than that in all the diamonds of this world!And that the inimitable fragrance of your skin is more sublime than that of all the perfumes of this world!

And I want to be with you till the birds forget how to fly in the blue azure sky and the fish forget how to swim in the blue green sea...

Sometimes we meet someone and feel like we have known them all our lives.

She was like a mermaid enrapturing me the sailor with all her charms!

And what is life without the company of wine, women and good weather.

And as you lay in my arms oh woman you looked more beautiful than the moon!

You meeting me in such an unexpected way is a sign from God that we are meant to be together!

Sylvia Plath and I met a long time ago. A really long time ago. Was it a summer day? No! It was a wintry November morning!

You are the completeness of my incompleteness.

And what did the North Star tell the Moon last night? He said "I love you!

Some people come into our lives and make us fall in love with our self!

We hold hands together delicately and sublimely and look longingly into each other’s eyes.

When I see you smile, I feel a volcano of magical eruptions happening within my heart!

And on cold wintry nights she loves listening to Elvis croon "Are you lonesome tonight?" just as I do.

She has this amazing aura around her which catches you off-guard. A girl’s innocence combined with a woman’s sensitivity. A charm that is alluring and attractive at the same time.

I don't need the sea to drown in, your eyes are enough for me!

The walls in my room know your name. They heard me sigh your name last night!

She says she loves me infinity power infinity power infinity into infinity! And I look at the sky, smile, and 'sigh!

Love : so many people read about it in books and research on it in libraries yet so few discover the real feeling of it!

It is your eyes that guide me home.

He began reading her eyes more deeply and passionately than the books in the library.

We lay there completely bared to each other. Fully clothed but our souls naked!

Poor the man who has earned millions and millions of rupees but has never tasted the meaning of true love.

Tonight is the night of telling our stories. You tell three and I four.

There is a tender breeze Wafting around hereFeel it from your Soul You will see Magic over hereDid I just now hear a beautiful symphony over here ?Or is it just your soothing words murmuring in my ear?Is it the cute mynah bird on my shoulder?Or is it your soft head nestling that I feel so tender? There is a tender breeze Wafting around hereFeel it from your SoulYou will see Magic over here...Did I just now hear the nightingale sing around here?Or is it the breeze whispering softly to the trees n

You came into my life like the rain to the parched desert!