The day before Valentine's Day. I find it odd that we need a holiday to celebrate love which is something I feel necessary for life itself. Not so much to be loved (though that be lovely) as to fill our hearts with love for something or someone to the point where ego becomes muted. At least temporarily.
To love oneself counts, too.
Love requires expression. To love in silence hurts.
"How do I love thee, let me count the ways. . ."
EBB
Favorite love songs:
Younger Than Springtime
Some Enchanted Evening
The Night of My Nights
Favorite movies about love:
Shall We Dance? (Japanese)
Ever After
Trois Colours: Rouge
The Long Hot Summer (1958)
Favorite aphrodisiac:
music
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