Originally posted by Xev
"A land where love was not base, but a divine possession of the soul! Where there might be some one kindred spirit
which could speak to hers through mortal lips like her own; whose being could merge with hers in a sweet communion of soul to soul, even as their breaths could mingle in the ambient air! I know the feeling, for I have shared it myself. I may speak of it now, since the blessing has come into my own life. I may speak of it since it enables me to interpret the feelings, the very longing soul, of that sweet and lovely Queen, so different from her surroundings, so high above her time! Whose nature, put into a word, could control the forces of the Under World; and the name of whose aspiration, though but graven on a star-lit jewel, could command all the powers in the Pantheon of the High Gods."
Margeret, in Bram Stoker's "Jewel of the Seven Stars"
That is close to my conception of love. Like I say, most unnatural in an age like this.
Storge is a fair way of describing it, but incomplete. You know how they have those ads "Find your soulmate!" ?
Well, that's not a bad description either.
