#kisses

Kisses, even to the air, are beautiful. ↗

— Drew Barrymore

#beautiful #even #kisses

You are always new, the last of your kisses was ever the sweetest. ↗

— John Keats

#ever #kisses #last #new #sweetest

Just like any woman,...we weave our stories out of our bodies. Some of us through our chicdren, or our art; some do it just by living. It's all the same. ↗

— Francesca Lia Block

#art

They say that a good cook can ignite sparks by the way he kisses. The way I see, just because a guy can turn on the stove doesn't necessarily make him a good cook. ↗

— Stefanie Powers

#cook #good #good cook #guy #him

...the wet brush of snowflakes was like your kisses everywhere ... ↗

— John Geddes

#love #poetry #snowflakes #love

If a man's kiss burns like fire, his love will be true, but if his kiss burns like ice...his love will bring pain and ruin. ↗

— Miriam Minger

#prophecy #love

We should live, my Lesbia, and love And value all the talk of stricter Old men at a single penny. Suns can set and rise again; For us, once our brief light has set, There's one unending night for sleeping. Give me a thousand kisses, then a hundred, Then another thousand, then a second hundred, Then still another thousand, then a hundred; Then, when we've made many thousands, We'll muddle them so as not to know Or lest some villain overlook us Knowing the total of our kisses. (Translated by Guy Lee) ↗

— Catullus

#kisses #lesbia #love #night #romance

So what about that key?" I asked. "I knew you'd be asking me about it sooner or later." He pulled the cord out from underneath his shirt and dangled the key in front of me. "What do you want for it?" I sneered. "Five dollars?" "I don't want money," he said with a wicked grin. "What does it go to?" "A kiss will unlock more than this key will," he whispered in my ear. ↗

— Ellen Schreiber

#raven #trevor #vampire-kisses #money

...out of the blue, he kissed me. Right in the middle of the Robert E. Lee Hotel Restaurant, he kissed me so slowly with an open mouth and every single thing in my body-my skin, my collarbone, the hollow backs of my knees, everything inside of me filled up with light. ↗

— Kathryn Stockett

#awesome

God pardons like a mother, who kisses the offense into everlasting forgiveness. ↗

— Henry Ward Beecher

#forgiveness #god #into #kisses #like