What does it mean to be in love? Is it that feeling of not-quite-settled-deep-within-ness? The "butterflies"? The longing, pang, wanting, desire? The attraction of fate's magnet? The way we fit together as one? The tears that fall when I think for a moment of life without you? The trust I place in you? The expressions of adoration of breath, sigh, breath again?

Physical want
Emotional need
Conscious decision
Supernatural melding
Spiritual union

Creating new worlds together. Learning and growing each day. Gifts so wonderful you give. How could I ever repay?

Dancing and skipping in joy
Sharing the sorrows and pain
Offering all that I am
Ebbs and flows that don't wane

Love is magical. Love connects all. Love is the power that creates and gives life. I can thus know that you truly are the breath in my lungs, the blood in my veins, the smile on my face. In loving you, I manifest all.

If God is Love and Love is God and I love you and you love me, if love is Love and Love is love, if you are me, and I am you, if we exist, are we not Love? Is Love not also you?

Let me say it plainly.

I love you with all that I am. I pledge my love to you. I thank God for your love. I thank God for you.