The capacity to love with body and soul is within one's control. Deliberate love should take hold of desire and want with all that raging heart.

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The capacity to love with body and soul is within one's control. Deliberate love should take hold of desire and want with all that raging heart.
I want to say I will not be diminished by this world.
I want to be loved sloppy and winded, with tiny gasps of breath.
I just want you to realize how far you have come.
Listening to my heart, you are all I want.
Home together on Sunday morning coffee cup in hand is what I want, I'm hoping someday you'll understand.
It's true, I want something. I want to exhaust this one short life.
I don't want to settle.
When we find ourselves wanting nothing, when one is so full joy emanates from inside and I feel now as if I want to live each day in the absolute fact the sun is shining.
I should have known he'd want to walk.