Tuesday, July 1, 2014



The month of the pearl, as precious as droplets of water.

February 1st 

I stand in the night and stare up at a lone star, wondering what love means.  You whisper your desire—do I love you?  I dare say yes.  But my eyes drift back to that solitary star; my mind is plagued with intimate uncertainty. 

What art thou, Love?  Tell me. 

I contemplate what I know—the qualities love doth not possess.  Love lifts no cruel or unkind hand, for it seeketh no harm.  It shirks from constraints and demands, for tyranny is not love.  A boisterous voice never crosses love’s lips, for to speak with thunder chases its very presence from the heart.  Love inflicts no pain, no fear, no misery, but conquers all such foes.  It is said love is not selfish, yet it does not guilt those who are.  On a heart unwillingly given it stakes no claim.  Love is nothing from Pandora’s box; it is no evil, sin, or sorrow unleashed on this world. 

My eyes glimmer as the star I gaze upon twinkles with brightness I do not possess.  I recognize my smallness—my ignorance of the One whose hands placed that star in the heavens for me. 

He is love.  By His own mouth He proclaimed it. 

Again the whispered question hits my ear—do I love you?  I dare say yes.  But my eyes squint tight, wishing on a lonely star, wondering what love means.

February 2nd  

“The most difficult challenge an honest man will ever face is having to choose between duty and love.  One creates a man of honorable character—a life worth dying for.  The other creates a vulnerable soul that madly yearns for either death or immortality.”

February 3rd  

Kiss a frog with your eyes wide open.  If he turns into a prince you won’t miss the transformation, but if he doesn’t, you won’t be fooled by some wishful illusion in your head.

February 4th  

Love tickles parts of you that, prior to its influence, you didn’t even know could feel.

February 5th  

Love—such a keen mystery prone to pierce and shatter the delicate heart.  Yet it possesses more strength, power, and influence than any other magic known to man.

February 6th  

“True love is a developed and intense appreciation for someone.  It’s that perfect awareness you are finally whole when she’s with you, and that hollow incompleteness you suffer when she’s gone.” 

February 7th  

Love is not complicated—just smile, hug, kiss, be kind, and repeat.

February 8th  

True love asks no question of the heart.  It knows with surety.

February 9th  

You are the one star I wish upon nightly, praying your glory will fall from the heavens and land in my undeserving arms.

February 10th

Prove you love me through a lingering gaze and never losing that twinkle of adoration in your eyes.

February 11th  

To have a caring and committed heart toward someone—a heart so firm in its devotion as to sooner stop beating than neglect the object of its desire despite the person’s state of health, appearance, reputation, finances, troubles, or challenges—that, dear world, is love.  It is a rare find.

February 12th

“True love takes time.  It’s an earned comfort that tells you she’ll be right there beside you no matter what you do, not necessarily happy with your every action, but faithful to you just the same.”

February 13th  

When I reach out, you take my hand.
When I smile, you mirror the expression.
When I triumph, you glory as if it were your own.
When I fail, you point to the light at the end.
When I need, you tenderly provide.
When I cry, you kiss away my tears.
When I suffer, you bleed.
And you wonder why I love you?

February 14th 

To love is to accept a soul entirely, not wishing the person was otherwise, nor hoping for change, nor clinging to some ideal past.  To love is to cherish the individual standing before you presently—charms, quirks, and all. To love is to give someone a piece of your heart you will never, ever reclaim.

February 15th  

I had the most beautiful dream, and then I fell asleep in your arms and my dream turned lovelier still.

Copyright 2013 Richelle E. Goodrich

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