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What is love?

Well if you think you can define it then you clearly don't know what love is.:love:

 

 

I dunno I think Shakespeare made a half decent stab at it ;)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

 

Admit impediments. Love is not love

 

Which alters when it alteration finds,

 

Or bends with the remover to remove:

 

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

 

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

 

It is the star to every wandering bark,

 

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

 

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

 

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

 

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

 

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

 

If this be error and upon me proved,

 

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

 

 

 

William Shakespeare

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Love is loving someone no matter what their faults in a blind and unconditional way. Like the love Tony Blair has for George Bush.:lol::lol:

 

I wouldn't quite say that, Pattricia.

 

I think Infatuation is thinking you love someone no matter what their faults in a blind and unconditional way.

 

LOVE is being well aware of all their faults, but loving them anyway, or even loving them because of their faults :)

 

StarSparkle

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I dunno I think Shakespeare made a half decent stab at it ;)

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Let me not to the marriage of true minds

 

Admit impediments. Love is not love

 

Which alters when it alteration finds,

 

Or bends with the remover to remove:

 

O no! it is an ever-fixed mark

 

That looks on tempests and is never shaken;

 

It is the star to every wandering bark,

 

Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.

 

Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks

 

Within his bending sickle's compass come:

 

Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,

 

But bears it out even to the edge of doom.

 

If this be error and upon me proved,

 

I never writ, nor no man ever loved.

 

 

 

William Shakespeare

You're in LOVE when poetry starts making sense;) Good work

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  • 4 weeks later...
...is something that i am feeling now!:-)

 

I have met my perfect woman! I just hope it doesn't go wrong, but I think were meant to be.

 

You know who you are babe!;)

 

if i wasn't so cynical I'd think that was almost cute.;)

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