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To my Valentine.
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To my Valentine. I haven't always had the luxury of having someone to hold, on Valentine's Day. Sure, there's a lot of arguments against a day that celebrates the love between two people--I mean, one could argue that every day should be Valentine's Day. But on this one day, I want you to know what you mean to me. So I searched the internet for great quotes on love, something that would synthesize, into a soundbite, my feelings for you. Sure, there are a lot of great quotes on the subject: There's the philosophical: The meeting of two personalities is like the contact of two chemical substances: if there is any reaction, both are transformed. - Carl Jung The sentimental: To love and be loved is to feel the sun from both sides. - David Viscott The cynical: Love is an exploding cigar we willingly smoke. - Lynda Barry And the somewhat incomprehensible: Love is a snowmobile racing across the tundra and then suddenly it flips over, pinning you underneath. At night, the ice weasels come. - Matt Groening Suffice to say I couldn't find something that encompassed all my feelings for you. So I did whatever I do when I'm at a loss for words...I put on some music. And really, is there any musical genre that spoke more profoundly on the subject of love than Motown? I think not. These Arms of Mine Otis Redding These arms of mine They are lonely, lonely and feeling blue These arms of mine They are yearning, yearning from wanting you And if you would let them hold you Oh, how grateful I will be These arms of mine They are burning, burning from wanting you These arms of mine They are wanting, wanting to hold you And if you would let them hold you Oh, how grateful I will be Come on, come on baby Just be my little woman, just be my lover, oh I need me somebody, somebody to treat me right, oh I need your woman's loving arms to hold me tight And I...I...I need...I need your...I need your tender lips Let's Stay Together Al Green I'm, I'm so in love with you Whatever you want to do Is alright with me 'Cause you make me feel, so brand new And I want to spend my life with you Me sayin' since, baby, since we've been together Ooo, loving you forever Is what I need Let me, be the one you come running to I'll never be untrue Ooo baby Let's, let's stay together Loving you whether, whether Times are good or bad, happy or sad Oooo oooo ooo ooo, yeah Whether times are good or bad, happy or sad Why somebody, why people break up Oh, and turn around and make up I just can't seeeeeeeee You'd never do that to me (Would you baby) 'Cause being around you is all I see It's why I want us to Let's, let's stay together Loving you whether, whether Times are good or bad, happy or sad Let's, let's stay together Loving you whether, whether And it's then I realized, there's nothing I could possibly say that hasn't been said. And it's cases like this that my affection for television becomes my point of reference, particularly this scene from, "Be my Valentine, Charlie Brown." Sally Brown: [reading off a candy heart] "How do I love thee? Let me count the ways. I love thee to the depth and breadth and height my soul can reach, when feeling out of sight for the ends of being and ideal grace." [editor's note: yes, I know she's quoting Shakespeare, but the Bard never had the good sense to include a precocious beagle in any of his works.] [Snoopy arrives and begins to mime the poem behind her] Sally Brown: "I love thee to the level of every day's most quiet needs by sun and candlelight. I love thee freely as men strive for right; I love thee purely as they turn from praise; I love thee passion put to use in my old griefs and my childhood's faith. I love thee with the love I seemed to lose with my lost faith. I love thee with the breath, smiles, tears of all my life! - And, if God choose, I shall love thee better after death." [Snoopy takes a bow, and kisses her hand] And before people form a queue to remind me that I haven't said anything original, nothing that hasn't been said, and pitifully relied on the sentiments of greater minds than my own in an attempt to convey my affection for you, it is then that I would pause and carefully point out that ultimately it's my loss of words that are the real measure of how I feel about you and what you mean to me. Emotions so unmeasurable that they can not be distilled into language; emotions that can only be conveyed when I look deeply into your eyes. Happy Valentine's ma petite lapin aux yeaux gris. You are my world and all that's in it. *bissou*  |
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