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Your words seduced me,captured and imprisoned me in a world of wonders.
Enthralled, I lie at your feet,slayed and yearning for more of your magic.
I'm dominated by Love, By my passion of love for Love
But with you I am deeply passionately, unrequitedly in love.
Hung over her enamour'd, and beheld Beauty, which, whether waking or asleep, Shot forth peculiar graces.
I was fascinated with her instantly. Awestruck. Enamored. Fuck, I was practically in love. I would have followed her anywhere.
You're in love with love.
Love has always fascinated me. [ ... ] And gosh, I've never known something to be so gleefully wonderful and soul-crushingly exhausting before.
shall have experienced the bewildering emotions of love. The
In love! She wafted through her day like a woman with a concussion.
An enchanted love, an awakened love, between two people is a blessing on the entire world.
My thoughts shock me. There's a desperate heat in the pit of my stomach I wish I could ignore. There are butterflies in my chest I wish I could explain away. There's an ache in my core that I'm unwilling to name.
Beautiful.
He's so beautiful>.
I must be insane.
There is no question about it now. I'm in love.
I am giddy, expectation whirls me round.
The imaginary relish is so sweet
That it enchants my sense.
Now and then in life, love catches you unawares, illuminating the dark corners of your mind, and filling them with radiance. Once in awhile you are faced with a beauty and a joy that takes your soul, all unprepared, by assault.
Words are too poor and too scant
to express the inmost feeling in the heart of man.
As I stared at him, elation,excitement, and lust began exploding within me like a fireworks display, rising within and bursting with a range of exquisite emotion that I had never known existed, let alone experienced, leaving me breathless, nervous, and excited.
I'd never before been infatuated with someone living, someone real.
When I fall in love I'm obsessed.
All our ladies were besotted with the new visitor. They divided sharply into two camps: one adored him, while the other hated him with a vengeance; but both were besotted nonetheless.
I'm lost in her and found in her all at once.
Now I am almost entirely love.
I was in love with loving.
Intoxicated with madness, I'm in love with my sadness
Congratulations on your Engagement'.
But I am not engaged I am deeply distracted.
I am deeply in love with my life. With profound gratitude, I love and enjoy everything around me.
I'm so happy to be in a committed relationship.
Kissed. Worshipped. Seduced. Fucked within an inch of her life.
I cannot tell you how happy and in love I am with everything.
I'd never been so mesmerized or captivated or drawn to any guy in my life. Heck, I'd been avoiding guys like the plague.
I am always in love.
Utterly engulfed,
And wanting more.
Buried,
Drowned,
Intoxicated,
With the vastness of love.
Losing myself as the waves wash over me,
Through me,
Surrounding me,
Caught up in the a hurricane of overwhelming peace,
I have let go,
And He has found me.
I love being in love.
I swayed into him, drawn to his obsessive and insatiable raw need for me, which reflected the depth of my need for him
Intoxicated
With the madness
I'm in love with
My sadness
Bullshit beggars, enchanted kingdom
Fashion victims through their charcoaled teeth
I think I'm honored. Or speechless. Maybe something in between there.
She was in love with love.
Unhappy is a nice word.
incredulous. Miss
astonished-looking eyes.
There are no words for this. Like the flesh, like a prison cell, so, too, are words confining, narrow, chafing, stupid things incapable of expressing one particle of what I felt, what I feel when I see my beloved's face, when he takes me in his arms.
I am very much in love with something;
What it may be I can't remember;
It will come to me.
That was a roundabout drive in the snow,
Owing to my erratic sense of direction!
Unhappy, but not unhappy enough.
I've always been in love with the idea of being in love, if that counts.
There has never been a day in my life when I was not in love.
I have been seized by the power of a great affection.
An infatuated man is not only foolish, but wild.
I believed devoutly in her power to fascinate him, in her dazzling loveliness. I believed her young, ardent, reckless, disillusioned, under sentence, feverish, avid of pleasure.
Often, one can be in love with who they think someone is, while being blinded by their own desires. And just as often, instead of being in love with a lover, one is in love with love.
Meeting Hettie again made him achingly conscious once more of the irrefutable nature of his obsession with her. Obsession - or love? Or was it something more unhealthy - a kind of craving, an addiction?
I am pinned to my seat with pity and horror and a weird, twisted affection laced with longing and traces of lust.
when Rave finally pulled his mouth away she felt drained yet energized, lost but found, sated but wanting. And desperately, irrevocably, and joyously in love.
I'm ensconced in the soul ... and I look around and everything is love.
He was seething inside with a new emotion. Nothing seemed very important anymore except the Princess. He was single-minded about her. He was enchanted. He was possessed. He was in love.
In love: a momentary instance of bein almost interested in someone else as in oneself!
The world is crazily in love with you, wildly and innocently in love. Even now, thousands of secret helpers are conspiring to turn you into the beautiful curiosity you were born to be.
I'm in love with the whole world.
I am insatiable - aim to sate me but never dull my flames of desire that are fuelled by the existence of you.
think the word you might be searching for," she finally said, "is stupefied. Or awed? Inspired?" She gave a shy little smile. "But vib. I'm not mad at you, Bartleby." My heart felt like a rubber ball bouncing down the stairs.
I've never been in love ... But I imagine it's similar to the feeling you get when you see your waiter arriving with your food
Gazing into his eyes, I was lost in their intensity. It was like looking into the bluest sky and carrying on to infinity. I felt mesmerised, hypnotised and transfixed all at once.
To paraphrase Woody Allen in Annie Hall, love was too weak a word for what I felt for that tiny crying creature who had my eyes, my mouth, my hair. I lurved my daughter, my Ava. I looved her. I lurfed her.
You never knew this, but I was in love. Okay, infatuated, but it felt like love at the time.
I am utterly in love with you. I've been in love with you all my whole life. I've been in love with you your whole life. I don't know how to live without being in love with you, and I don't want to know.
If you would be interesting, be interested, if you would be pleased, be pleasing, if you would be loved, be loveable, if you would be helped be helpful.
I'm a sucker for love
I hadn't just fallen in love with him. I'd fallen in need, in lust, in hope, in dream with him. I'd fallen crazily, head-spinningly, recklessly into him.
i'm in love with you, Bella
My heart is so intoxicated with love that I have no wish to speak.
I love and am loved, fully and freely, nothing expected, more than enough received.
I'm gripped by a cherishing so deep.
I am suspicious without a motive, and jealous without love; although I feel I ought to love since I desire to be loved.
I was left with half an obsession, one side of the deviant coin. Now I needed to reach out and touch someone. I needed to be touched. Hennessey
We live of seduction, but die Fascination
I followed him up the stairs. I was a fornicator, of unnatural appetite, in thrall to an Atheist. I repeated the words in my head and tried to feel the shock of them, but they remained strange and cruel, far removed from Ferris and me. It was simpler to say I was in love.
genuine excitement
But that expression of 'violently in love' is so hackneyed, so doubtful, so indefinite, that it gives me very little idea. It is as often applied to feelings which arise from a half-hour's acquaintance, as to a real, strong attachment.
My pulses quicken. The thunderous sound of my heart beating fills my eardrums. I'm jealous of a dead girl. Why? Because I think I'm in love with her boyfriend.
The extraordinary craving for someone faithful and devoted, which unaccountably and suddenly came over him.
Still, it would have been great, just once, to have a man stare at her with total adoration. To have him be ... enthralled. Yes, that was the word. She would have loved for a man to be enthralled by her.
Ardent love or desire introduced, as passionately longing to please and glorify the Divine Being, to be in every respect conformed to him, and in that way to enjoy him.
I feel naturally florid when I look up again. I look like a flourish. I look the way the word galore feels. I feel uncultivated beautiful, like pure, organic allure.
I am waylaid by beauty.
I was besieged by a yearning, a craving, a burning desire. My heart had opened like one of those mysterious flowers that only bloom at night.
Looking at her, I could imagine for a moment what it would be like to be in love - to be bewitched by someone in all their forms.
I was spent without compromise, sated without sacrifice, completely and totally head-over-heels in love. And it was delicious.
Love is an irresistible desire to be irresistibly desired.
Describe your state of mine. Insecure. Uncertain. Feverish
Armed I am with love. Disarmed I am.
The word is too weak. There is no word in the language strong enough to describe my feelings.
I'm not at ease with the word "love."
I'm always in love. If it's not with a man, it's something else. I love beauty. I love the sky I see outside the window. There's so much beauty in the world.
I'm eager to start my new life with her by my side.
She's my best friend.
My dream girl.
My soulmate.
Incredible nervous state, trepidation beyond words: to be this much in love is to be sick (and I love to be sick).
Theo was so pleased with her, so proud of her. In love with her, whatever love was.
For lack of a better word, I've let love and infatuation emasculate me.
I am in love with the universe.
So much to give; so much to care,
So much to love; so much to share.
That look, that tenderness in her eyes, made me realize for the first time what was happening to me: I was falling in love.
I am in love when I feel that my soul belongs to the universe.
The day Caleb touched my hand and I saw all those things, I was excited. Yes, a little freaked but excited more. I felt like ... everything I ever needed was right there. I still feel like that. It's not something you can just turn off and I wouldn't want to. I want him more than I need him.
My heart swelled with uncontrollable delight ...