Kissed Quotes (page 14)

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• night
• moon
• wild

There is some kiss we want with our whole lives, the touch of spirit on the body. Seawater begs the pearl to break its shell. and the lily, how passionately it needs some wild darling! At night, I open the window and ask the moon to come and press its face against mine. Breathe into me. Close the language door and open the lovers window. The moon won’t use the door, only the window. Rumi

• night
• kiss
• willed

No day copies yesterday, no two nights will teach what bliss isin precisely the same way, with precisely the same kisses. Wislawa Szymborska

• book
• kiss
• booked

Is this a kissing book? William Goldman

• black
• dance
• kiss

The white horse and the black one wheeled like lovers at a harvest dance, the riders throwing steel in place of kisses. George R. R. Martin

• thinking
• time
• feeling

The first time she kissed me, I truly thought I'd had an aneurysm - my pulse was thundering so loud and my senses were exploding. This, I remember thinking, the only word I could hold on to in a sea of feelings. Jodi Picoult

• kiss
• first kiss
• willed

With the first kiss his mouth will taste of wormwood. Poppy Z. Brite

• eyes
• broken
• she

Drifting snowflakes brushed her face as light as lover’s kisses, and melted on her cheeks. At the center of the garden, beside the statue of the weeping woman that lay broken and half-buried on the ground, she turned her face up to the sky and closed her eyes. She could feel the snow on her lashes, taste it on her lips. It was the taste of Winterfell. The taste of innocence. The taste of dreams. George R. R. Martin

• running
• kiss
• still

Are you still faint from the run? Or was it my kissing expertise? Stephenie Meyer

• sleep
• short
• evening

Lord Rameses of Egypt sighed Because a summer evening passed; And little Ariadne cried That summer fancy fell at last To dust; and young Verona died When beauty's hour was overcast. Theirs was the bitterness we know Because the clouds of hawthorn keep So short a state, and kisses go To tombs unfathomably deep, While Rameses and Romeo And little Ariadne sleep. John Drinkwater

• single
• kiss
• you me

You have enchanted me with a single kiss. Which can never be undone. Until the destruction of language Kenneth Koch

• best
• kiss
• best of the best

And the best and the worst of this is. That neither is most to blame, If you have forgotten my kisses. And I have forgotten your name. Algernon Charles Swinburne

• evening
• heart
• tears

I love, I can only love the one I've left behind, stained with my blood when, ungrateful wretch that I am, I extinguished myself and shot myself through the heart. But never, never have I ceased to love that one, and even on the night I parted from him I loved him perhaps more poignantly than ever. We can truly love only with suffering and through suffering! We know not how to love otherwise. We know no other love. I want suffering in order to love. I want and thirst this very minute to kiss... Fyodor Dostoevsky

• desperate
• him
• kiss

A God who counts minutes and pennies, a desperate sensual God, who grunts like a pig. A pig with golden wings, who falls and falls, always belly side up, ready for caresses, that’s him, our master. Come, kiss me. Louis-Ferdinand Celine

• kiss
• insulting
• insult

Not an insult sweetie. That was a thirteen word kiss. Dean Koontz

• eyes
• focus
• kiss

To kiss and to kill are similar words to eyes that focus with difficulty. Patrick White