Because he is good and kind, ” she explained softly, then went on. “Because he treats me like a princess. Because he makes me laugh. Because he makes me happy. Because he took the trouble to read to me when I could not read to myself. Because he fed me and gave me wine when I could not eat or drink at balls. Because when he kisses me my toes curl, and when he makes love to me I cannot contain my passion. .Lynsay Sands
About This Quote
The quote describes the feeling of being loved. It describes how when one is loved, their feet curl and their heart races. Being loved makes one feel good. The person who loved us, or loved us in the past, was kind and gave us wine when we could not eat or drink at balls. They are the reason why we are happy.
Source: Love Is Blind
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