#love

Butter love was not for you I know But from what Uh Oh did you run so from it Poor Poor Poet ↗

— Admetus

#love

Arbeit ist sichtbar gemachte Liebe. ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#work #love

[I]st nicht die Zeit wie die Liebe, ungeteilt und ungezügelt? ↗

— Kahlil Gibran

#time #love

All womankind, from the highest to the lowest love jokes; the difficulty is to know how they choose to have them cut; and there is no knowing that, but by trying, as we do with our artillery in the field, by raising or letting down their breeches, till we hit the mark. ↗

— Laurence Sterne

#vulgarity #love

O.K. I'm running out of appetite. Let this swirl— a bit like Crab Nebula— do for now. ↗

— Charles Olson

#charles-olson #crab-nebula #for-now #lovely #o-k

Ich hatte eine sehr exakte Vorstellung davon, was ich gerade jetzt von diesem ansehnlichen Fremden verlangt hätte. Und dabei wäre seiner angeblich so geschickten Zunge definitiv eine der Hauptrollen zugefallen. ↗

— Emilia Polo

#sexuality #sexy-humor #love

Kiss me a question, ask me again with your eyes and I'll answer with my fingers, trailing reasons down your spine. There's a theory behind your knees and a postulate in that sweet spot on your neck, and I'll respond to your query with a smooch and a holler, roll you up against the sink and wash your hair, make love till the plates fall off the shelf ↗

— Lou Beach

#love

When cops are on the job they love lawyers like lions love hyenas, only minus the mutual respect. ↗

— Reed Farrel Coleman

#lawyers #love

But those eyes, those big green eyes of hers, they bore right into me with crippling force. She wanted it too much; the space Tommy had left in her, she wanted me to fill it. And I couldn't. She looked too young and too scared. almost like she didn't really want it either, she just needed it. I couldn't stick it in and fuck her pain away. I did not know how to fuck at all, let alone as therapy. ↗

— Brendan Cowell

#sex #teenage-love #love

Rick guided her to the outside balcony where they made love under the springtime mountain night. As Renee moaned across the valley below, Rick realized that he hadn’t closed the door and that her delightful calls probably echoed into the lobby below. There was a thought that he should close the door. But he didn’t. ↗

— Rich Hoffman

#sex-appeal #sexuality #love