The sound of a kiss is not so loud as that of a cannon, but its echo lasts a great deal longer.
A man snatches the first kiss, pleads for the second, demands the third, takes the fourth, accepts the fifth - and endures all the rest.
A kiss is a rosy dot placed on the "i" in loving.
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
Though I know he loves me, tonight my heart is sad; his kiss was not so wonderful as all the dreams I had.
A kiss can be a comma, a question mark, or an exclamation point. Thats basic spelling that every woman ought to know.
What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?
Moth: I gave you my life. Flame: I allowed you to kiss me.
Kiss me like you want to be loved.
I realise it’s going to happen. This girl of my dreams, this girl who is more like me than anyone I’ve ever met, wants to kiss me.
What's to come is still unsure: In delay there lies no plenty; Then come kiss me, sweet and twenty, Youth's a stuff will not endure.
Kiss me out of desire, but not consolation.
I caught the happy virus last night When I was out singing beneath the stars. It is remarkably contagious - So kiss me.
Excuse me while I kiss the sky.
Leap hearts to lips, and in our kisses meet.
Kiss me with rain on your eyelashes, come on, let us sway together, under the trees, and to hell with thunder.
He leans over and kisses me. And suddenly, my life splits in two: before and after.
You can kiss me if you like," she said. Alex let go of her and turned away. "Thanks, Fiona," he said. "But frankly I'd prefer to kiss the horse.
Her throat ached: adoration, heartbreak, in equal measure. “Kiss me,” she said. “Please.
He puts the chain with the locket around my neck, then rests his hand over the spot where our baby would be. “You’re going to make a great mother, you know,” he says. He kisses me one last time and goes back to Finnick.
Kiss me or let me go. I don’t care anymore.
Kiss me, so long but as a kiss may last!
He slides his hand over my cheek, one finger anchored behind my ear. Then he tilts his head down and kisses me, sending a warm ache through my body. I wrap my hands around his arm, holding him there as long as I can. When he touches me, the hollowed-out feeling in my chest and stomach is not as noticeable.
Jason, stop this,” she pleaded. “You don’t want to kiss me. You don’t even like me more than a little when you aren’t foxed” A harsh laugh escaped him. “I like you too damned much!” he whispered bitterly, then pulled her head down and captured her lips in a demaning, scalding kiss that took everything and give nothing in return.
His fingers leave streaks of cold on my skin, invisible to the eye, and I think about wrapping his shirt around my fist and pulling him in to kiss me; I think about pressing myself against him, but I can't, because all our secrets would keep a space between us.
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