... apologies for the mistakes as English its not my first language.
Love is Art.
Is to give everything and expect nothing. Is to find a fortune without having looked. Is to pay a mortgage for something that will never belong to you. Is to share ideas in the lightless days and drink a glass of wine that you cannot finish. Is to run under the tempest to a Cherry Blossom field and hold the hope to never find a refuge. Is to pick coffee beans in the morning to fill a hollow room with their scent. Is to listen the unthinkable sound of the stream at the end of the warm desert.
Is an altruistic act that only happy people are capable to give.
It cannot be measured.
Is to contemplate the infinity and hope to find you in the other side. Is desire to fly and be aware that we don´t possess wings. Is to feel that we are Alive! and be grateful for it.
Love is Art, and Art is what I feel right now. Some people say that it's just science, equations and numbers, but I believe its goes beyond us, just a matter of believing in something insubstantial.
Love is mistery, enchanting. If you could feel it just once, it will worth for the eternity.
Is a floating soul around us. Is to find the buried inspiration and have the feeling that some things never disappear.
Your will see... some day you will say: You were right.
Love is everything and is remain senseless.
Is to keep only the limitlessness memory of love and be loved.
Love is...You and Me
