Silence thoughts...Let me get lost in this kiss right now; In the morning you will convince me I shivered because of the cold.Let my head whirl and spin for a little while longer; When I wake, we will...
And I know when your lips meet mine I feel as though I have never been kissed before.
(p. pr. & vb. n.) of Kiss
And I swear, she tasted like the sun.
Something is going to happen, Laura thought. She was going to be kissed. On one side of a kiss was childhood, sunshine,innocence, toys and, on the other, people embracing, darkness, passion and the ad...
... it is not the taste considered in itself, that we hold to our lips, and you can no more understand the virtues of a wine through a blind tasting than you could understand the virtues of a woman th...
I kissed him hard. The few people in the bar must have been thinking that all they were seeing was just a kiss. They didn't know that this kiss stood for my whole life - and his life, as well. The lif...
My first kiss as a single woman. It sent a tingle sprinting down my spine like a tingle panther.
it is a marvel that those red-roseleaf lips of yours should be made no less for the madness of music and song than for the madness of kissing.
A kind of childlike purity to her repose that made the thought of kissing her seem vile.
Not enough," he said, letting her hair slip through his fingers. "If I kiss you all day, everyday, for the rest of my life, it wont be enough.
Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.
A kiss, he said, is a conversation. Easing closer, he continued to speak as he caressed her cheeks with featherlight stokes of his thumbs. A first kiss, his lips neared hers, is an introduction and th...
I could stay here forever interrupting our talking with kissing, interrupting our kissing with talking.
My lips got lost on the way to the kiss - that's how drunk Iwas.
Don't kiss me if you're afraid of thunder. My life is a storm.
I have found men who didn't know how to kiss. I've always found time to teach them.
Everyone thinks you've been kidnapped, he said. We've been scouring the ship. When Coach Hedge finds out- oh, gods, you've been here all night?Frank! Annabeth's ears were as red as strawberries. We ju...
Kissing, said Lesley, ought really to be taught as a school subject, preferably instead of religious studies, which nobody needed.
We end up kissing her for an hour, and her lips are so soft they are almost like a joke.
He asked.I smiled. His face lowered toward mine and I knew what was coming. I knew it. But when his lips touched mine, I still jumped. he murmured.