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The sun on my cheek became the touch of a warm hand, the gentle breeze in my hair his his breath as he whispered that he loved me.
...he softly touched his lips to hers. Sweetly. Innocently.
"Ronin," she drew in a short, stilted breath. The ache in her body was reaching a tortuous level.
"I know. I'm sorry." Ronin studied her closely before he softly said, "Had to.
A simple smile, a tender touch, speaks the true language of love.
Sweet is the breath of morn, her rising sweet, With charm of earliest birds.
Sweet be the glances
we exchange,Our faces
showing true concord;
Enshrine me in your
heart and let one spirit
dwell within us.
Kind words produce happiness. How often have we ourselves been made happy by kind words, in a manner and to an extent which we are unable to explain!
The gentle wind, a sweet and passionate wooer, Kisses the blushing leaf.
Lovely as the morning; I want to kiss your heart until the next darkness will redeem its promise.
He cupped my face between his hands, and when our lips touched, his skin felt soft and warm. It was the smallest,
gentlest, most earth-shattering kiss in the long and glorious history of kisses, and it took my breath away.
Sweet, can I sing you the song of your kisses? How soft is this one, how subtle this is, How fluttering swift as a bird's kiss that is, As a bird that taps at a leafy lattice; How this one clings and how that uncloses From bud to flower in the way of roses.
Sometimes your nearness takes my breath away; and all the things I want to say can find no voice. Then, in silence, I can only hope my eyes will speak my heart.
But with exquisite breathing you smile, with satisfaction of love, And I touch you again as you tick in the silence and settle in sleep.
It was mostly sweet," he whispered, "and you were the sweetest of all.
How beautiful a day can be, when kindness touches it!
Your goodness to me has been overwhelming. How tender you are, though I am often as tough as gristle. How patiently you have loved me since you made up your mind to love me always.
Lovely is admirable.
Gentleness stepped out of your smile; but:
Suspicion cried out from your laughter.
And there you are. And I liked you a lot today. A lot. And I want to talk to you. Selfishly.
Sweetest smile is made saddest tear-drop!
Sweet is the breath of praise when given by those whose own high merit claims the praise they give.
From your silken hair to your delicate feet you are perfection to me. Pleasure hides love from us, but pain reveals it in its essence.
I had just kissed somebody whose smile had faded, who was watching me now with tranquil eyes and making not the least effort to bridge the little space between our bodies.
I love you with an awful intensity. Sometimes when I just sit in a trance staring at a piece of paper, pen poised and immovable, longing for you and remembering you and imagining you. I love you horribly and beautifully.
Ah! dearest love, sweet home of all my fears,
and hopes, and joys, and panting miseries,
Tonight if I may guess, thy beauty wears a smile of such delight,
As brilliant and as bright
As when with ravished, aching, nassal eyes,
Lost in a soft amaze
I gaze, I gaze
Compliments land as
soft and gentle on my ears
as a butterfly.
The little cares, fears, tears, timid misgivings, sleepless fancies of I don't know how many days and nights, were forgotten under one moment's influence of that familiar, irresistible smile.
In numbers warmly pure and sweetly strong.
Oh, flatter me; for love delights in praises.
Pink,
You are gentle and sweet just like this rose. When your rose pink lips smiled at me that first time I remembered how to smile.
~Riley
Look at me! I'm sweet and lovable!
A Spoon swoon, if you will.
Their banter was rich and comfortable, their teasing intimate and profound; their 'I love you' without the use of those startling words.
A wild dissolving bliss
Over my frame he breathed, approaching near,
And bent his eyes of kindling tenderness
Near mine, and on my lips impressed a lingering kiss
How happy I would be if I could give figurative expression to the unconscious feeling that often murmurs so softly and sweetly within me.
The sweetest of all sounds is praise.
Kisses that danced with smiles tasted amazing.
Your kiss swallows me
And engulfs my very soul
And a sweet expression spreads over her fair face.
Stolen kisses are always sweetest.
How easy is it for one benevolent being to diffuse pleasure around him, and how truly is a kind heart a fountain of gladness, making everything in its vicinity to freshen into smiles.
Oh, it's so easy to be sweet to people before you love them. I
Affection, homage, devotion, does not easily express itself. Its voice is low. It is modest and retiring, it lies in ambush, waits and waits. Sometimes a life glides away, and finds it still ripening in the shade0
Sweet the young muse with love intense,
Which smiles o'er sleeping innocence.
Like a flower, the magical softness of your voice touched my heart.
Beh reaches up and touches my cheek.
"Love," she whispers.
"Luffs!" I respond, and her smile brightens even more.
Without a doubt, I will do anything for her.
Kind words are sweet to the soul.
Kiss me with love like a butterfly kisses flowers to find and taste the nectar of life.
Sometimes you forget how much you love someone, until you realize their smile is like a spotlight shined on your heart.
From thinking about your sweet face between my legs.
Sunlight of love on your lips;
& the Nightingale has fallen into silence.
Make me sweet again,
and fresh
and fragrant
and grateful
for any small event.
Sweet flower, thou tellest how hearts as pure and tender as thy leaf, as low and humble as thy stem, will surely know the joy that peace imparts.
Openly I whispered and breathed a big gulp of air and saw all the beautiful trees and birds which surrounded me. The morning was beautiful like your smile.
Amid the screams of his leaving, I leaned down and whispered, "You just can't help it, can you?"
His expression innocent, he asked, "Help what?"
Smiling, I kissed his cheek. "Being ridiculously attractive.
When she smiles shyly at me, I exhale. And when her cheeks turn pink, I chuckle. I don't know why that makes me so happy. But it does.
My dear, I think of you always and at night I build myself a warm nest of things I remember and float in your sweetness till morning.
full well knowing that, whatever little motes my beamy eyes may have descried in theirs, they belong to a kind, generous, large-hearted, and great people.
Nothing's so dainty sweet as lovely melancholy.
Sweet is pleasure after pain.
How sweetly he came to her, she thought. Even with his bulk and power, he came to her ... sweetly.
The precious silence was prolonged with a sweet kiss.
Your smile breaks my heart,
And your laughter burns my skin,
And if I had to tell you how I feel,
That's where I'd begin.
When we let ourselves write from love, when we let ourselves steal minutes as gifts to ourselves, our lives become sweeter, our temperaments become sweeter.
Seriosly, how good a kisser is daemon? because i imagine he jsut makes you-"
"lesa!"
"what? a girls gotta know these kind of things."
i bit my lip, flushing.
"come on, its sharing and caring time."
"he ... he kisses like he's dying of thirst, and im water.
With a smile that glow'd Celestial rosy red, love's proper hue.
Your lips, beloved, are like a honeycomb: honey and milk are under the tongue. And the smell of your clothes is like the smell of my home.
Sublime delicacy of rose; how wonderful your heart, smells of our love.
Graig looks at me and bares his teeth - a smile. His happy look. Sometimes he gives me a treat when I smile back, so I'm good at that now.
My heart to yours sends but one cry:
If kisses fast could flee
By letter, then with your sweet lips
My letters read should be!
I spoke it soft, but close enough to brush against her lips. I spoke it quiet, but near enough so that the sound of it went twining through her hair. I spoke it hard and firm and dark and sweet.
Your lips are so soft when you cry.
I do smile thinking of you
How could that not be true
Every time I look into your eyes
I fall madly in love with you
Please is frail like a dewdrop, while it laughs it dies. But sorrow is strong and abiding. Let sorrowful love wake in your eyes.
You love me," he said slowly, wonderingly. Then with greater certainty, "By God, you love me." His astonished laugh ended on a choked note as he snatched her hand.
"So much," she said huskily. Her fingers curled hard around his. "So very, very much.
Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach.
Smiles are the soul's kisses.
Sweet is the scene where genial friendship plays the pleasing game of interchanging praise.
It is in rare and scattered instants that beauty smiles even on her adorers, who are reduced for habitual comfort to remembering her past favours.
Soul smiles through the lips of a happy face
Gracious words are like a honeycomb, sweetness to the soul and health to the body.
True love begins with an innocent smile.
There is no tongue that flatters like a lover's; and yet, in the exaggeration of his feelings, flattery seems to him commonplace. Strange and prodigal exuberance, which soon exhausts itself by flowing!
Everything was soft about her, her voice, her smile, her laugh; her eyes, which were small and pale, had the softness of flowers; her manner was as soft as the summer rain.
A whiff of fresh mint
that tastes like strawberry pie.
Your kisses tempt me.
Then his lips curved into a small droll smile. And that smile? It was lovely. Wonder
We speak sweet intentions, but our hearts remain silent.
'I'm happy,' David said. 'All the time. It's amazing. I think of you and I want to smile. Do I make you want to smile?'
'No,' Alec said, and kissed him. David could feel the curve of his mouth against his own.
A smile like a small wisp of smoke drifting quietly skyward on a windless day.
On the secretly blushing cheek is reflected the glow of the heart
The Noblest form of Affection
Cinnamon bites and kisses simultaneously.
The kindness I have longest remembered has been of this sort, the sort unsaid; so far behind the speaker's lips that almost it already lay in my heart. It did not have far to go to be communicated.
His lips soften into a smile that cracks apart my spine. He repeats my name like the word amuses him. Entertains him. Delights him.
In seventeen years no one has said my name like that
We both kissed a lot. We both laughed a lot. We both loved a lot. We both breathed a lot. A lot.
The beauty with modest smile, whose secrecy of silent love had just been stolen, beamed at this wonderful offer and she replenished herself with his love as a carefree child cossetted with luxurious warmth after a cold shower.
And then he gives me a smile that just seems so genuinely sweet with just the right touch of shyness that unexpected warmth rushes through me.
You make me happy...
You make me special...
You make me lovely...
When he sees the state that he's brought me to, his lips curl in to a heart-stopping smirk.
You want this, don't you, sweetness ? Because I can tell you right now, after just one taste of you, I want you more than my next breath.
I caress your skin -
Your breath is flowing;
Peace in the things of life.
The time is with us,
When our heart beats in touch.
No one has ever touched me like you do. You're like a whisper. Gentle, soft. Soothing. In my world, the people only shout and scream. But you ... you're my haven. "
... "God, you're good