🌹🤍Making love starts in the morning +01

🌹🤍Making love starts in the morning 

with the first look you give yourself, 

the first smile, 

the first caress and 

the first hello.

To make love is to bring breakfast in bed 

or just a coffee, 

a fruit juice accompanied 

by a little love song or 

tender words recited with all the 

awkwardness one can show.

To make love is to throw at the other 

in the mirror a knowing wink 

when he is washing himself, 

it is also to kiss him for no reason, 

just for the pleasure of doing it, 

without expecting anything in return.

Making love is asking the other person 

what night he spent and 

listening intently to his answer. 

It is taking the time to look at each other, 

talk to each other and 

touch each other 

before starting the work day.

To make love is to accompany 

the loved one to the door 

as he prepares to leave; 

is to wish him a good day; 

it's to sit at the window and 

wave your hand with your best smile.

Making love is calling each other 

for nothing, 

just to tell each other 

that you love each other 

or to check in; 

it's about getting surprises 

without expecting anything in return.

Making love is hugging each other 

whenever possible, 

just to feel the warmth of 

your loved one, 

reestablish contact and 

give each other affection.

To make love is sometimes 

to grant the other the freedom 

to live for himself, 

without excessive attachment, 

by letting him feel that 

we still love him even if 

our bodies are far from each other. 

the other; 

it is to be sure that our souls 

do not care about distances and 

are tenderly embraced in any situation, 

no matter 

how many kilometers separate us.

Making love can also be summed up 

as a thought thrown at the other, 

eyes closed, 

for a moment.

To make love is to welcome and 

embrace each other 

when you get home, 

it is to learn about 

what the other has experienced 

during the day, 

it is also the little glass of wine 

that we take the time to taste together, 

telling each other all kinds of things 

or simply tasting the wisdom of silence.

To make love is even to listen to TV, 

huddled together, 

it is to laugh or to be moved together, 

it is to live together and 

nurture this complicity of any way.

Finally, 

making love is also "making love", 

but it's not just that! 

It’s a part of an indispensable whole… 

quite simply, 

like a dessert to top off a scrumptious meal.

I understood one day 

that I no longer wanted to be 

content with just "dessert" ... 

I want the entire meal and 

especially that dessert 

is not essential at the end 

of each meal ..... 

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