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Love, the language of our emotions. Love, the language of our souls in heaven. Divine illumination reaching ecstasy, the most meaningful thing, the invisible happiness and reason to live for many. Divine love is a fire that moves the stars, a comet soaring through the cosmos, a heartbeat inside the chest of an innocent child with eyes full of wonder, a look between lovers across an infinite space. Love is the very fabric of our everyday lives, it's the feeling we get when we look at our partners, our parents, when we read a good book, when we watch a work of cinematic art that moves us to our core. It's the force that binds all creation in celestial harmony. It's not a corporeal passion, but a spiritual one. Flesh on flesh is but a romantic fallacy amongst the interwoven interludes of real divine love and illumination.
Love is a sacred flame to be burned for people whose green flags compliment the other, for couples who worship each other like they worship themselves and their love. Love is the symbol of the sun, it's light, it's radiating, and it's present. It doesn't dissolve with hard times, tough talks, or tumultuous life events.