My love is like the sun that warms me when I am cold,
And like the cool water of the brook that refreshes me.
My love knows the secret pleasures of my soul,
And delights with me in fulfilling them.
Who is my love but the soul of my soul,
And the reason for every beat of my heart.
Who fills me with life in the joy of presence,
And returns to me more than I have given.
Come to me, my love, I die without you.
Each day is eternity, waiting for your touch.
Remove the tears from my eyes and the ache in my heart,
Be closer than my breath, all my days, all my nights.

An amazing poem that I came across today, that encapsulates the very essence of what I believe love should be.

A hopeless romantic I am, I know, yet regret not - unchanged, even by Larkin.

For life is short not to love with passion and open your heart to be loved.

Perhaps finding your one true soulmate may be pushing things too far, but at the end of the day, it's about finding that compatible partner who adores you for all that you are, and with you, forms that nourishing and fulfilling relationship that brings out the very best in the both of you.

"For I will keep you safe and warm, my dear."

ps: back from Paris, and with some amazing snapshots to reveal, patience my loves! The Traveller's Diary, in due course!

And yes, before I get back to law (I cannot believe we have exams after the break!!whyyy!) Merry Christmas!