I believe in the creative and redeeming power of love
between a man and a woman.
I believe in the uplifting of the spirit through the
radiant wonder of loving and being loved.
I believe in the comradeship of shared ideals, in the
gaiety of shared laughter, in the enjoyment together of
Nature's beauty and man's unending genius.
I believe in the graceful rhythms of the dance, the swaying
of bodies in perfect harmony, the magic of agile feet,
and the dreamy drifting to slow music.
I believe in the companionship of outdoor life—in hiking,
skiing, swimming, and enjoying sports together in the
exhilaration of the open air.
I believe in the open fire's invitation to romance, with
red flames dancing and logs crackling and two voices
I believe in the eyes of desire looking into the eyes of
longing till the depths of one's being are stirred.
I believe in the dear delight of tender words—of dearest,
darling, beloved, sweetheart, angel, my love.
I believe in the witchery of summer nights and the thrill
of holding each other close beneath the shining moon
and stars in all their splendor.
And I believe in the frank and full-hearted celebration of
sex love and of the exquisite sensitivity between male
I believe in love as an unceasing fountain of tenderness,
overflowing from inner springs of joy and growing more
abundant with the giving.
I believe in the tranquil pleasure of hands holding hands
in every secret way—of fingers interlocked with
fingers and gently moving.
I believe in love as an antidote to loneliness and as the
way to happiness through the sharing of experience with
I believe in the rapture of unrestrained kisses and the
wanderlust of searching hands—lingering, encircling,
straying—over the delicate smooth skin.
I believe in the beauty of the ultimate embrace, the crescendo
and ecstasy of fulfillment, the marvelous serenity after
all passion spent.
I believe in the languorous ease of lying side by side on
the soft and fragrant grass, or on the sandy beach with
the soothing sound of waves breaking.
I believe in the happy art of writing love-letters, in the
indiscretion of the pen and the leaping wildness of
I believe in ardent greetings after long absence, in devouring
kisses and tears in the eye and the tight clasp of body
I believe in love as the creator of spiritual strength and
as the joyous way in which men and women reproduce
And I believe in love as a supreme glory, with the exultant
heart soaring free and the flow of passion between lovers
now and evermore.
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