Love comes suddenly and fills you entirely. Right now, you are afraid even to move, for fear that she will leave if you step forward. She is with you; it is never too hard - a few minutes; maximum ... but her presence is enough to make you happy. To love someone is like letting to prevail the mystery of sensing the warmth, the mystery of touch. But let her (your imagination) free, free to go, free to spread, because love in fact bring freedom of thought, freedom of imagination to move in vast, so let your lover free to spread in the vastness of imagination. Let the love float. There may be thousands of lovers, but rarely there is one who is set on the level of a beloved. How nice it is to make you feel complete that there is someone in a corner of this earth who thinks about you, cares about you in his solitude. Your memory spreads a sweet smile on his face.
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It's an imaginary love you describe, Mishaikh.
You write: "How nice it is to make you feel complete that there is someone in a corner of this earth who thinks about you, cares about you in his solitude."
The difficulty is, meeting the only one who matches and completes us.
If we found the only one, we should appreciate and preserve this luck.
You can't decide to love someone because...falling in love with someone isn't a decision but a feeling.
There are diverse kinds of love, but only one single love is romantic and makes us completely happy...or...as you write: fills you entirely.
How comprensively you have ellaborated the "feel of love".
Very true, sometimes, "whom the heart meets, they don't match" (One side love). And it is painful. Our poetry is full of this feeling.
Thanks for all your encouragement Rose Iris