Battered and bruised, this heart holds so much pain, but it holds an equal amount of joy. All that's truly given is never lost. All that stands in love can not be destroyed.

To cause you pain,only pains me more deeply. To make you smile, an even greater joy. To truly love you, I am taught the meaning of love.

The measure of our souls is not in the love we take, but in the love we give in unconditional measure. For as we give love, it is returned to us and it causes our hearts to overflow with it's abundance.

A song in ancient rhythm born beating.It’s strength an ever steady pull and sway.The heart in our very chests repeating, echoes of soul, an expression of grace.

To inspire love within each other, we realize the fulfillment of our own hearts longing.

Our love, a love to lift up, to let flourish; beautiful. That’s what you call me, Beautiful. In your eyes I am more than just a person, a name, a heart. In you my love is everything and your love is everything in me.