Kiss Quotes
A kiss is the morning dew which stand up. (Un baiser, c'est la rosée - Du matin qui s'est levé)
Years ago you followed someonehere, in love with breathkissing the nape of your neck, back when it was easy to beat least two places at once.
At this moment, all I'm thinking about is what I'd give up for the chance to kiss her or to run my fingers through her dark hair.
He dropped his head and kissed her. He kisses her and it was a kiss of utter certainty, the kind of kiss during which monarchs die and whole continents fall without your even noticing.
...all she could think was 'This is how close a kiss is'. It felt every bit as dangerous as she'd imagined.
My lips and eyes and heart were stinging when you kissed me in the dark. — Jack Garton to Jennifer Hammer, 2008 (age 24)
Drink up my honey eyes, Kiss them shut every night, And be my 'one' all my life.
Tell me to leave, " he said roughly."No, " I whispered, pressing a gentle kiss to his jawline."Then I'm staying, " and his lips consumed mine.
The kiss surrounded her like air, held her up like water, supported her like the earth and burned her like fire.
Stop to kiss, the kissing gatedemands, and so do we, its fines.
A letter to the beloved is like the ink kissing the paper. (Une lettre à l'aimée, c'est - L'encre embrassant le papier)
Like a kiss, the pain which envelops us will leave and in it's place there will be an empty pit.
I had a dream about you last night, for the millionth time! We did what we always do in my dreams. We talked, but we never made out. How come I still dream about you if we never freaking make out?
She placed her hands, one on each of his shoulders, stood on her toes and kissed him on the lips. He waited, enjoying the moment like none before.
How about a kiss?”“Are you man enough to try?” she asked.
And when he kisses me it feels a bit like fear and tastes a bit like tears, but it’s as bright and sweet as sherbet, and I decide to call it joy.
Just as I’m about to pull him closer to deepen the kiss, he breaks away. “I shouldn’t kiss you when you’ve been crying.” “Yes, you should.” “Yes, I should.
If my wife finds comfort in trite Gispy homilies, I have no objection to your offering them. However, if you ever kiss her again, no matter how platonic the fashion, I'll make a eunuch of you.
They had kissed so often in lust, in passion, but never like this.This felt like a renewal, a pledge… A beginning.
Being in love changes a person…a modest touch changes one’s mind, a lone thought one’s reasoning, but a kiss my friend, well that changes one’s existences.
Like any man, he had no real protection from an unsolicited kiss from a pretty woman, even one he had just murdered.
He relented to the kiss and gave of himself what she required, his lips parting in symmetry with hers until the moment of realization collapsed.
This is the power of a kiss: It does not have the power to kill you. But it has the power to bring you to life.
Maybe before you start flirting with boys and kissing boys and trying to date boys, you should know who you are and where you stand.
When he leaned in to kiss me, the future swirled before me, bright as sunlight on creek water.
As he had kissed her neck, she could not repress the feeling she was a lamb making time with a wolf.
You need to kiss me. All night you slept cuddled into me. You can’t do that to a man without at least kissing him.
and then I couldn't wait anymore, and my hand was on the back of her head, and then her lips on mine, the cold air gone and replaced with the warmth of her mouth, soft and sweet and hash-brown-tastic