The Lover

The Lover

The lover loves people and nature and things.
The lover can choose what or who to love and when,
and can love as many people or things as she wants to.
When loving, she feels connected.
When loving the right things or people, she is loved in return.
When loving, she feels peaceful and comfortable, and safe.
The things or people that she chooses to love radiate with her passion, her understanding, caring nature.
She gives advice through words and touch and sound.
She can talk or stay silent, but she always listens.
Most importantly, she listens to her heart.
She tries hard to never judge, though she too makes mistakes.
She feels emotions deeply and sometimes, other people's emotions become her own.
When loving she feels happy on the inside and her heart dances to the most beautiful melodies.
She shows this on her fave, when her lips form a smile and through her voice, when she laughs.
She shows it through her gentle touch, and her loving thoughts.
She shows it through loving.
To love and be loved makes her happier than any words could ever describe.
The lover's job is a long one, for it lasts forever.
Beyond death, beyond nothing.
The sun makes her happy, and the rain makes her cry because she loves them.
The lovers job isn't always easy, for there is thought behind it. None-the-less it is her job, and she wouldn't trade it for anything in the world.
The lover loves her job, and knows in her heart that it will live forever and she loves that too.
She loves sound and silence.
She loves movement and stillness.
She loves love, and sees the beauty in it.
I am the lover, and I love it.