What does it mean to love a person with all my heart. Poems to the beloved. Poems to a beloved about love.
My love, I tell you
Words of love in reality and in a dream.
You are very dear to me, my dear,
I love you with all my heart and soul!
You are my strength and support
I can’t live a day without you.
I want to share a piece of cake with you,
I dedicate this lovely poem to you!
I'm waiting for you my angel
My soul is burning
And lips are about one thing
They want to talk.
What a hot kiss
Upon meeting, my friend.
About this and wanted
I write a poem.
You just be with me
Hug more often
And I'll be happy
May comes in the shower.
I touched your hands
She touched softly, inadvertently.
And the current stitching the hair of the roots,
As if something pierced me.
In a moment of heat I felt
And my fortress became thinner
I embarrassed you with a touch
And she was embarrassed even more.
How much is said in one
It seemed like a modest sensation.
And it does not conceal deception,
Eloquent sayings.
I've been waiting for you for so long
My beloved man.
Met you by accident
And you will be mine forever.
A happy and wonderful century
Give me my love.
I'm flying with you with happiness
Every day, all over and over again.
My beloved, my beautiful
There is a shock from your heart.
I write you my clear one
With all my heart from the whole poem.
May our love warm you
And let it color the soul with a rainbow.
Know that I can never
To be without you. You just listen
I want happy times
We walked in a quiet park
I just want to be with you.
I don’t need anything more.
My love, just be happy
Never lose your temper.
And smile any misfortune
You meet, because you are the most special.
I believe in you, my joy
And I pray that success is in your hands
Arrived. Feel the happiness, sweetness
And hear his bright sounds.
What does happiness mean to me?
- in your hand is my hand;
- to feel love with all my heart;
- kiss your smile;
- catch your admiring look;
- hugging, standing in the rain;
- and New Year to meet with you;
- and dance every night;
- and be sad without you;
- and understand that we both live in one breath;
- and fear for the feeling that this did not pass ...
Through the whisper of a white veil
Walking like a fast wind
And I feel still far away
Your warmth and joy of meeting.
You're so serious and harsh in life
What scares me sometimes
But should I hug you and those shackles
Replaces a bright smile macho.
You are my dear man
When I'm thinking of you
I feel something
The heart, like from the outside, is filled with love,
I'm like dissolved
In your fate the melody of the guitar
And you go to bars so often.
Tie up with festivities soon
Or hear the scream of one of those
In me living mothers!
I fell in love with you for a reason -
You are my protector, my hero
I love you for courage
For the image of a sweet, gentle look,
You give me hope light
For which I love you!
Always keep, love, cherish
Never stop
You carry me in your arms
And I love you so much!
You are my darling ray of light
What brightens the way.
Without thinking about you, you are not destined to fall asleep.
You are a rainbow, spring
Which will slowly drive me crazy.
You are a dream, the ultimate dream
Like a bunch of lovely combinations.
You're like a magnet sweeter than honey
Like the sea a light breeze that is not appropriate without a whim,
You beckon, and do not let go.
I thank the Universe for you,
After all, I love you more than life!
“DOUBLE, 5 a.m. I worked perfectly all evening and did not take my eyes off the pretty face of yours, which is in front of me. Only this smart little face, only this faith in our future “together” again holds me now. Otherwise, he would have died, an hour away from a terrible longing ... You know, I was so used to working returning from you that, by God, I hired a cab to the gates of your house and back. And great - fun, good ... "
So in 1868 Gleb Ivanovich Uspensky wrote from St. Petersburg to Moscow to his future wife Alexandra, still Baraeva. It will become Uspensky only in two years, and then the affair of Alexandra Vasilyevna with the author of “Morals of Rasteryaeva Street”, which has already become famous, was in full swing.
They met a year before this letter in Strelna near St. Petersburg, on the shores of the Gulf of Finland, being neighbors in their summer cottages. It all started with an exchange of books. Gleb Ivanovich was attracted to her choice of books, testifying to the girl’s mind. Then she captivated him with beauty:
“Chubby, very white, with no bleeding in the face, with soft outlines, with a quiet, slightly melodious voice, with a smooth gait and smooth unhurried movements ... An energetic handshake spoke of nervous vitality, and some kind of bead-like black eyes flashed it’s a mysterious light that involuntarily conquered this hidden power in her. ”
Alexandra Vasilievna - daughter of a third guild merchant who had a small workshop of tortoise crests. Her mother died early, the girl was brought up at the Mariinsky Institute, graduating with a certificate of the 1st category. She did not shy away from everyday fun, she shone at balls, however, public moods were not alien to her - she was fond of Chernyshevsky’s works, she read a lot. With a young writer, she was related by a desire to help people, to make him happy. Ouspensky talked about his unsuccessful teaching in Tula Epifani, from where he fled, not having the opportunity to help children exhausted by excessive labor. Impressed by these stories, Sasha was strengthened by the desire to continue the work he started, she was worried about the same complex and insoluble issues of life.
In the spring of 1869, Baraeva began to teach in the Yelets district Oryol province. “He used to come to Yelets to see me, snatches wherever he would have to,” Alexandra Vasilievna recalled. “And no one suspected then that we had long been husband and wife — just not married.” But then they still looked at it differently than they did now, especially there, in the wilderness, they would have taken away the school if they knew. ”
Separation was hard for Gleb Ivanovich, he drank, often fell into depression ...
“And in any case, we will live. Do you care about me? You are sick, thin, a martyr, a girl, worried about me ... Have I ever thought! I thought that in addition to swearing for the non-return of 3 rubles. whatever. Sorokin - nothing will happen in my life. You're cute, good friend my! I love you with all my heart and will not leave you anywhere and never, ”Assumption wrote to her. “Fortunately, we again have snow and frost; it seems to me that winter and that Biašeka will come. ” He called her not only Byashechka: “My angel and my dear friend. I only asked you about this so that you would not think that you would need Petersburg. So that you decide once and for all. No matter how great the skill of writers and editors, they will come to me themselves and, in any case, will not let them starve to death ... ”
On May 27, 1870, a modest crew stopped at the Vladimir Church on Zagorodny Prospekt. Gleb Ivanovich in a wedding coat, borrowed from one of his friends, with a white flower in his buttonhole, embarrassed, but unusually happy, and Alexandra Vasilyevna in the white wedding dress was the first to get married. After the wedding, the young went to the favorite vacation spot of wealthy Petersburgers - to Elagin Island. We walked all day. “Probably, Ouspensky was never so cheerful and happy, so joyful and calm,” one of his biographers notes.
Love for her husband Alexandra Vasilievna carried through her whole life. She “suddenly grew younger and prettier as soon as he approached her or looked at her from afar. On her pale cheeks a delicate pink paint appeared then, and something soft and happy glowed in her eyes, like a mother's affection. They were about one year old and of the same height, and standing next to a tree, they did not resemble a husband and wife after five years of marriage, but rather a college student in love and a student in love on vaccinations. ”
Caring for her husband and children, of which they had six, became the meaning of the existence of Alexandra Vasilievna. It was difficult for them to live financially, but thanks to his wife, Ouspensky got the opportunity to go abroad for the first time - in her opinion, such a trip was necessary for the writer. In order to unload him a little, she continued to teach at the eighth month of pregnancy, constantly translating from French and German.
Gleb Ivanovich cared for her just as tenderly. He managed to pull her out of the beginning of a mental disorder, but he could not cope with it, despite the help of his wife: “I sold out line by line and leafly, having received full payment for all my gut, and now I turn to the hanger for my own dress ... If if I somehow began to come to life, my wife would again fall off her feet, because she would see that I’m not all of her again. "
After the death of Gleb Ivanovich in 1902, Alexandra Vasilievna not only managed to raise children, give them a good education, but also did everything to preserve the memory of her husband. She participated in the preparation of a reprint of the 12-volume collected works of Ouspensky in Kiev, eagerly shared letters and materials with researchers of his work, herself worked on the memories that Gleb Ivanovich once recommended to her to write.
... To the 150th anniversary of the writer, in 1993, a monument to Gleb Ivanovich was solemnly laid in Tula. There is still no monument. It is, perhaps, for the better: this writer and a man with a difficult fate can not be imagined without his Byashechka. And if the declared monument nevertheless appears (after all, the 170th anniversary of the assumption of the Assumption is not far off!), Then Alexandra Vasilievna should be next to the marble Gleb Ivanovich.
They talk a lot about love. Thousands of books have been written about it, each person has experienced and is experiencing this feeling at least once in his life. We love our loved ones, our friends, we are with early childhood we dream of the only person who will become the main person in our life, because we will love him, and he will love us.
However, the question of what love is is not easy for the rally to answer. This feeling has many kinds, it comes to us in different ways, and we experience this experience every time again. How to understand that the feeling that gripped us is love? And vice versa - how to figure out what exactly a man feels for you, confessing to you that he loved you?
The emergence and development of love
I want to note right away that it will be about signs deep feelings. From the moment of its inception, love passes - from the fascination with the object of love, the period of raging passions and violent emotions, to the calm, confidently burning fire of mutual affection and partnership.
Each period has its own characteristics of the relationship between lovers. In the beginning, they are delighted with each other, carried away by the novelty of what is happening, this is a period of recognition, rapprochement. In this period, in the foreground, we do not see the strong positive emotions that the partner evokes in us, we simply cannot see all the facets of his character and personal qualities, we are confident that it is perfect, and therefore there are practically no obstacles to the development of a feeling of love.
At the next stage, when the effect of novelty is dulled, and the partners are confronted with the real characters of each other, the struggle for power in relations begins and attempts to correct the partner’s “shortcomings”, make him comfortable for himself, bring his criteria and ideas about how he It must be that relations develop further. This is a period of grinding, collisions and compromises, a period of learning to coexist with each other.
If it is successfully completed, the first serious conflicts are experienced and working schemes of interaction with each other are found, we can say that the relationship has settled, the feeling of love for each other has strengthened, it is viable and its further development is possible.
What accompanies this, already “adult”, held feeling of love? By what signs can you evaluate that a man loves you wholeheartedly, and not just found a convenient partner to solve his life problems? Let's try to figure it out.
To love is to stimulate growth
A truly loving man and woman help each other's personal growth. Or, in any case, at least do not interfere with him. Your man may well not share yours, for example, fitness or a newfangled diet, psychological theory or gardening. But he will not interfere with him, on the contrary - he will in every possible way accompany his further course, admire your successes and support you during failures.
In addition, he will not force you to conform to his picture of the world, to do something that you do not like. It's great if you have common interests and hobbies, but this does not mean at all that each of you cannot have your own passions.
Manipulations and other psychological games
A healthy relationship is characterized by a respectful relationship of partners to each other, the ability to interact without manipulation and other psychological techniques impact on each other. The distribution of roles in relations, responsibility for making important decisions is distributed in accordance with the established model of relations.
In difficult situations, the guilty are not sought. Everyone assumes their share of responsibility for what happened, does not refuse to admit a mistake, does not deny it and does not shift it to a partner.
Clash of interests
Love is not a war, not a constant struggle with each other for the primacy of their own interests. If you want to be together, you need to move towards each other, and not “against each other”, in any circumstances. Of course, you are different, and your interests and desires do not always coincide. The search for compromises and mutually satisfactory solutions is an integral part of any relationship.
If a partner really loves you, he will not demand unconditional acceptance of his point of view, position, his “side”. He will not “drive you into a corner” in an attempt to subordinate and force you to act as he needs. He will make an effort to jointly search for such a way out of a situation in which both of you will feel most comfortable.
Loving a partner or loving yourself, or a few words about selfishness
We all strive to meet our own needs, to comply primarily with our interests. But when it comes to us true love, everything changes. The world no longer revolves around us, a person appears in it, whose interests are important to us no less, and sometimes even more than ours.
Love encourages us not only and not so much to take, but also. And when we give, we feel no less satisfied, because the happiness of the partner makes us happy too.
If we truly love, with all our souls and with all our hearts, we cannot but reckon with the feelings of the person whom we love. Therefore, we abandon actions that may cause him pain or mental discomfort. If we are going to act in any way, we are sure to deep down measure the results of this action with the reaction of the partner, with how they will affect his state of mind, how he will respond to them.
Love or control?
The desire to control our partner often comes from our fear of losing him. It seems to us that by controlling it, we are in control of the situation, which means that we will be able to respond in time to the difficulties that have arisen and correct them.
But true love has nothing to do with it. Because it is based on trust. And trust, in turn, is the ability to give freedom to a partner. Body of action, freedom of choice. A true feeling of love does not force a reciprocal feeling. When we truly love, the most important, dominant, for us becomes the desire that the partner was good. Regardless of whether we are “good” in this, or whether we are not there.
Control undermines the trust of the partner and confidence in their own feelings. Control drives a partner into acceptable and unacceptable behavior. The image of actions and thoughts. Controlling a partner means denying him the opportunity to decide for himself what to do in a given situation, denying him the opportunity to trust and open himself.
To love is to respect?
True love and respect are almost synonyms. It also comes from the recognition of the partner’s right to be himself, to have his own principles, values, personal boundaries. Recognition of the virtues of a loved one, his achievements and merits. His ideas and aspirations, ways to express their emotions and feelings.
Respect involves certain behavior, alone and in public. Respectful attitude excludes insults and humiliations, verbal or behavioral. It involves a careful and attentive attitude to the beloved, to his desires and impulses.
To love is to trust?
I wrote about trust as an integral part of a love relationship in a separate article, which you can read. I want to emphasize once again only two main points - control and deception.
With our vigilant control, we ourselves encourage our partner to deceive us. If we constantly suspect a partner of something and interrogate about the smallest details of his actions, he will not have the desire to open himself up to us and trust us. Do not expect trust in response to distrust. Openness in response to our suspicion, because it creates only a reciprocal distrust.
You can never be sure that they are deceiving us or telling the truth. Therefore, we can only by our own actions induce response. If we are frank, open and sincere with his beloved, sooner or later he will answer us the same. Do this from your man, not with threats and interrogations, but with your own, personal example of such behavior.
Love and personal space
A loving person gives anyone and himself as much personal space as he needs. Loving one another does not mean being together 24 hours a day, seven days a week, 365 days a year. The distance between the partners should be optimally suitable for both, and built in such a way that, on the one hand, the need for each other is saturated as much as possible, while at the same time there remains the opportunity to be alone with yourself.
Time for one’s own hobbies, interests, time for one’s friends and relatives, for oneself. A person who loves you will not seek to occupy your entire inner space; he understands and accepts all your needs.
To love is to listen and hear
Conversation, verbal communication is the most important way to maintain communication between people. The ability to listen carefully to a partner, regardless of how important it seems to us what he is telling us, requires skill and patience. However, it is this ability that allows the partner to feel that we are able to understand it.
And the ability to understand is the key to the emergence and maintenance of confidence that the same person is next to us, our man.
Expensive...
Your gaze touched something inside ...
Like a pillar, I stood rooted to the spot.
Don’t look at me like that! ..
I'm not an experimental rabbit ...
You are preparing for the Year of the Snake, apparently.
Hypnosis is offered to men skillfully.
I am a horse, not a rabbit, and I am so offended
that you managed to subdue my body ...
Hope one that another snake
his eyes will turn on me without blinking ...
I don’t know if the service will be free.
And lips whisper in reply: - "Darling ...".
Men are being led to glances, sometimes ...
Like a spell then calling,
the one that once became his wife ...
"Dear, beloved and ... dear!" ...
Author Vladimir Dorokhin
I want to love you so much...
I so want to love you, love
And you yourself to be loved ...
I so want to love you
I want to be your favorite
Your kiss to drink with delight
Your hugs become stored.
How thirsty I am for the pretty Share,
What can you give only -
Freedom of joyful bondage
The flight of an exciting dream ...
With you - highly bold
In the strongest passion - unchanging.
How bright you know how to love ...
You warm my heart with hope
The delight of unforgettable happiness
My World is cherished by your soul.
How I want to love deeply
How thirsty to be loved.
From the heights of the universal flight -
You my invincible Spirit.
Author Velesov Rodnik
And no big words ...
And no big words,
Let the speech calm down.
There is no barrier between us
We have nothing to watch.
Sits like flies
Snowflakes on the window.
We hold hands
And the tea has cooled for a long time.
It’s quiet, serene,
Here time does not go.
You breathe peacefully, gently.
Your soul is singing.
Days pass tiredly
Changing the skies.
I constantly see
Your eyes are everywhere.
Author Valkovsky Vladimir
Love stradivarius
So that my heart sings like a violin
And so there is no mistake
And the feelings were hot
Let the priest like a cello!
Author Affectionate-Beast
Love is the pattern of our souls ...
Love is the pattern of our souls.
You harmonize everything, equalize it.
In the flowers of a thorn you forget
And seek life glorious jackpot
Love is the pattern of our souls
Author Yuri Kutenin
Give me love
Give me your tender love
Awaken in me a wild passion.
I ask: "Give a vast night"
So that we can abyss in that passion.
You and I are heading towards inevitability
We can’t stop this trembling.
In burning passion and quiet tenderness
So we want to know each other.
You and I have no doubt
We cannot escape this night.
You are my angel, my temptation.
I can’t run away from you ...
Author Tatyana Astanina
You take me away
You come to me in a dream
and you take him away again.
You come to me in a dream
gentle angel of love and peace.
You come to me in a dream
and we wander with you at night
You come to me in a dream
and where we wander - we don’t know ourselves.
You come to me in a dream
my mysterious gentle friend.
You come to me in a dream
and all the stars burn around.
You come to me in a dream
but I know you’ll come real.
You come to me in a dream
and rush me away into the distance.
Author Tatyana Astanina
I love, love is everything. Are you I do not know. Woke up.
Under your inquiring gaze, all eternity is crushed from me.
The chains are dropped, the past, now so distant.
All of you - I'm waiting for such a light-eyed one for me.
The seal of your lips - my wax sealed
So as not to spill all your tenderness by accident.
Silent, praying, fasting. Nerves, like strings, are strained.
And the songs from them, and the verses break, slings are pulled together.
I am getting ready, gathering strength, armor with me, before the battle.
How sweet thoughts of you are, how fine the system is!
How much is released? Like this: disagree and as if together?
God alone knows how to sit still now.
Author Tkachuk Violetta
I love you with all my heart in verse
