cherrywineandroses

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I read somewhere that the act of peeling oranges for someone is considered love. I found it stupid.

Then one day, I was home after a tiring day and there were oranges sitting on the counter. I knew they had to be eaten that day, a day later, they’d be rotten.

I was just too tired.

I completed my chores, and the oranges were still there, colourful and nudging, hoping I’d pick them up.

I walked past, and found my bed. My head comfortably rested on the pillows.

Those damn oranges.

I got up, sat on the counter and peeled them grudgingly. As I ate in silence, I understood what they meant. It was love alright, not peeling oranges but being taken care of.

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take my hand, take my whole life, too. for I can't help falling in love with you

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the inherent romanticism of holding hands with your partner >>>>

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When you reach out for my hand and lace your fingers with mine, I feel the warmth of your skin, its scent enveloping and melding with mine, flowers bloom on my skin wherever you touch, and on my cheeks rain a soft blush to compliment the sun of my smile that peaks and shines. I look into your eyes and everything fades away but the song of your soul. Darling, for me you are such a miracle! You are everything I could ever want and then so much more. I am so blessed. How my heart beats as it feels you at its center and how much joy in each star that lits it.

e.v.e.

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Happy birthday my love♡.

[21-april]

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Holding hands feels like a gentle poem, a simple yet beautiful way of saying, "I'm here with you." It's comfort in a touch, a language of connection that speaks without words.

Abhilasha

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The heart is the toughest part of the body. Tenderness is in the hands.

(from Carolyn Forché's The Country Between Us)

Hands are unbearably beautiful. They hold on to things. They let things go.

- Mary Reufle -

Take my hands in your hands, teach me to remember, teach me not to remember.

(from H.D.'s piece, "Helen in Egypt")

My hands wanted to touch your hands because we had hands.

(from Frank Bidart's poem, In the Western Light)

We held hands.

I was wondering what it would be like to have a home of your own where you could come and go, where people would be welcome, where you would never be frightened again.

-Jeanette Winterson, Why Be Happy When You Could Be Normal

Holding Hands- A Love Language

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truth is,

i think about our hands a lot:

yours in mine,

my cold palm pressing

against your warm hand,

our slender fingers intwined

with each other

think about the things

that we can accomplish together

hands were made for

building and creating,

and i cannot wait to see what

my hands can create with yours

— unknown

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Me as a gf 👉🏻👈🏻

If we're holding hands, expect me to kiss your palm every 60 seconds <3

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But I still don't know how to hold your hand without reading the ugliness of my own, But I can't contain my soul from enveloping yours !

Web weaving about holding hands an emotion

{quotes:Mary Ruefle/uk/Francis Forever Song by Mitski/The Hand Has Twenty-Seven Bones by Natalie Diaz/Hélène Cixous, from “Olivier De Serres- A Single Passion Two Witnesses,” Love Itself: In the Letter Box (Polity Press, 2008) /uk /Saadi Youssef, from ‘Solos on the Oud’, Without an Alphabet, Without a Face: Selected Poems (trans. Khaled Mattawa) /@fatimaamerbilal from her garden yearns more for visitors than water. }

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we could be warm and comfy in bed together. ever think about that

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the last days of autumn

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Christmas lights are fascinating. We put them up in the darkest time of the year, perhaps as a reminder that there's light and color even in the darkest times.

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the fates will find a way

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I'm in love with involuntary validation of a relationship. My best friend saying "our spot", my brother saying "our cookie recipe" or my mum saying "our song". Like YES I LOVE YOU TOO. I'm so soft for it.

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"Galaxies pass through his black eyes, and I wonder whether this second could last a century. Whether the universe could be just me and him, understanding each other on a forever loop."

- Check & Mate (Ali Hazelwood)