How foolish is it to think that we only love with
our hearts. The heart is just an organ with a job
to do, a quota to fill. When I love, I don't want to love with
a blood-pumping machine. I want to love with every inch of my
body.
I will love you with my knees and fingertips, with
my elbows and my collarbones, with my freckles and my knuckles, my
wrinkles and my scars.
And I will love you with all the spaces in
between.
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How foolish is it to think that we only love with our hearts.
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Dec 2, 2012 6:15pm
