Descriptive Essay About Love

As we grow up in life, we grow up with the understanding that we are loved or to give love. Sometimes that love turns into hate depending on the circumstances which it involves. As Christians, we are taught to show and give love to all and not to hate anyone. God directs us to teach others to do the same. With that being said, love and hate have an enormous amount of meaning that can be explained in a Theological, Biblical and Practical manner.

One late morning in 1914, I leaned against the newly painted silver railings of the large Majestic, a beautiful ship with a black bottom and a bright white top. Murky, charcoal-black smoke came out of the three enormous, grey, cylinder-shaped chimneys, which began combining with the fresh sea air. The thunderous boat horn was then suddenly blasted, interrupting the beautiful, calming noises of the sea. I heard the screeches of the white seagulls choke as they flied through the tenebrous smoke. I took a deep breath of the crisp air, and held onto the cool railings. With my eyes focusing on the horizon where the sky meets the sea, I noticed how the soft, shimmering sun bleed through the dark white clouds, pouring

There's tons of symbolism in this ring. There are actually two rings that are entwined. The middle ring is a textured design with a small flower while the outer ring with split shaft encompass the flower ring in the middle in a heart. The outer ring is engraved. One shaft of the ring has I Love You while the other shaft reads To the Moon and Back. It's a touching sentiment and a lovely ring. It comes in a range of sizes, but can't be resized. You can have it engraved further with other messages or names if you desire.

Diamonds, the embodiment of esteem and romance. Millions of years ago, high temperatures and pressure in earth 's mantle gave birth to a dazzling gem, a gem that would be loved and adored by many people. It would be put on ornaments and crowns, become the center piece of many jewelry, become the highest symbol of esteem, and even be compared to the stars. People would spend entire paychecks, even a month 's, or a year 's worth of salary, on trying to acquire it. And in today 's world, it 's even become the norm in expressing love. For men it 's become a ritual, to invest in the biggest diamond they can afford, and put on the person they love. Looking at these norms, you have to ask, why is it that we love diamonds so much? Why is it that people spend thousands if not millions in trying to procure this shiny rock? Is it because it 's just human nature to love shiny things we can make ornaments out of? Or is there another reason for our astounding love for it, a more malicious and covert reason, one that involves a masterful marketing campaign, and human consumerism conditioning, to create a market where there isn 't one. The latter, unfortunately is more akin to reality than you would think. And for it to all make sense one would have to look at the history of the consumer demand of diamonds, and their usage throughout their long history.

Essays in Love is a novel about two young people, who meet on an airplane between London and Paris and rapidly fall in love. The structure of the story isn’t unusual, but what lends the book its interest is the extraordinary depth with which the emotions involved in the relationship are analysed. Love comes under the philosophical microscope. An entire chapter is devoted to the nuances and subtexts of an initial date. Another chapter mulls over the question of how and when to say ‘I love you’. There’s an essay on how uncomfortable it can be to disagree with a lover’s taste in shoes and a lengthy discussion about the role of guilt in love.

The Merriam-Webster dictionary defines the word love as, “a feeling of strong or constant affection for someone.” I personally define love as an unconditional feeling and a feeling of absolute bliss. The five qualities that I believe are the most important in love include dependability, honesty, selflessness, loyalty, and empathy. Most everyone needs someone that will love them unconditionally to help guide them when they are at a low and support them when they are at their high; for me, that person is my best friend and boyfriend, Ean Isaiah Thomsen.

It was dark and cold. We were laying outside on a blanket, looking at the stars naming the constellations. We had a blanket under and over us as if we were peanut butter and jelly between two pieces of bread. We were laying in a field of roses and tulips. A mixture of our favorite flowers. I look over to him to see him staring back at me. “ This is beautiful.” I say once are eyes have been locked for a few minutes. “Your not even looking at the stars.” He replies “Why would I look at them when I can look at you.” He blushes and turns his eyes back to the stars. I look at him a little longer then I turn my gaze back to the stars. “Garrett, what are we going to do?” He says. Letting his words take up the void known as the night sky. “I don’t know, but whatever we do we're going to do it together.” He grabs onto my hand and squeezes it tight. I look at him again as he turns his gaze back to me. I look into his beautiful clover green eyes and start to remember my past. We lay there for hours, fighting over who is more beautiful and who loves whom more, but at the end we look one more time into each other's eyes and fear for what the next day will bring. Then we close our eyes and sleep. I dream. Yes I dream about our past. We met when I was a freshman in highschool. He was a sophomore. We only had one class together, because of me taking Algebra 1 in middle school I was sent straight to Algebra 2. I walked in the first day and didn’t know where to sit. for all my friends where

ontrollably and bury my face into her shoulder and just continue to sob until my eyes have dried up and just sit there for a couple of minutes. When I finally lift my head up and look up into her eyes. She smiles gently, looking at my face, I close my eyes already know that my eyes are red and puffy and my makeup has to be coming down my face as I just cried my eyes out like Niagra Falls in the taxi.

Ranging between soothing lullabies and loud, rhapsodic thrillers, music is diverse. The ends of the spectrum typically never meet because they don’t mix well. Love, however, is like a symphony: constantly rising and falling, exquisitely unpredictable, but beautiful and unique, nonetheless. It's dissonant, yet still comes together to create something otherworldly. It’s rare to witness a love that makes one feel infinite. It’s even rarer to have this love last. When people are young, they are more likely to have small tastes of this love and are eager to pursue it in the future. I have been lucky enough to experience this symphony, and it really has changed my life.

Looking down at me you say, "Your pussy so tight" thrusting forward my titties bounce it feels so good. We hold each other and kiss and you slowly fuck me into bliss...

Every one desires to be loved by someone or something. That is one our most valuable keys of commonality in this thing we encounter as a human race called life. We were created from a most selfless love ever recorded in history. God's love, also known as, Agape love. Love is displayed in actions: humbleness, meekness, gentleness longsuffering and self-control. However, most of us relate love to a parent, lover, spouse, or our children. Agape love is the abundant love that we should all strive for. Unconditional love is symbolic in most every relationship, obstacle, and all of our hopes and dreams should naturally be centered around. This kind of love ultimately became everything I wanted.

The sun’s light rays shined down on the earth outside, growing warmer as it rose above in the sky. Inside Layton’s chambers, where it was dark and cool, he lay working himself to sleep, gorging on the now free pouring life from the girl frail between his arms. He was starving by the time he left Ava, but he didn’t realize until now it wasn’t for blood. He didn’t understand what exactly as he tightened his grip around the flesh, the need constricting his breathing and scorching through his veins through to his heart, his eyes, where it all burned.

The next three weeks raced by as Caroline floated in a happiness bubble. Every day Nico called or texted and she responded with cute flirty messages. It was stupid to get attached to someone who might walk away but she couldn’t help herself. The morose man who refused to share was replaced by a man who said all the right things to make a girl blush and laugh at the same time. Each day she fell more in love with him.

After coming down from the stage, they hug each other with a big smile. Lastly, Jin-hwan and Haena hug tightly. Sung-min and Ppacko watch them with a satisfying look.

I looked outside, I admired the stars and how carefree they were, just floating in the sky, shining moving along carelessly as if nothing could go wrong. I love how they can be so at peace with each other. I was envious of it. I always come out onto the porch in the night when I have spare time. I like to sit and just admire in awe at how beautiful and peaceful the earth is, and yet it created such reckless bests to accompany it. I took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly, taking everything in. Loving every little thing. Every moment. I closed my eyes for a moment and imagined flying, high above the trees, the clouds and out into space, floating without care among the stars. I had only been outside for around ten to fifteen minutes before I jumped startled by the Big Bang that came from the house followed by silence, and then bellowing laughter. I chuckled lowly when I realized it was just my brother tripping over a shoe, as he got up noticeably embarrassed and dusted off his shirt trying to find any dignity that he had left. I watched him as he ran up the stairs face tomato red, as if he was going to cry. I waited a moment before walking up the stairs to find him in the corner of his room. I walked over to him and sat beside him on the floor. Not having said anything, we both sat there.