kisses [Theme] Page 5

Decent Panther beauty
Look whores with regret and a plea
My gorgeous then
I fancied that even above the fate
Omnipotent these bitter lips
Track left her views
At night, the traces Paducah stars
Her eye sockets were floating Naiads
And our fairy was saddened to tears
Kisses where burned the fires of hell

I'm sick of kissing your veins and anxiety.
Looking into the distance - singing the verses
And wash our prose.

Your lips have a bitter taste. Not the taste of blood?.. Maybe the taste of love?.. They say love has a bitter taste... so what, that bitter? So what? I kissed your mouth, Iokanaan.

- What is this place? Gonna hurt me?
- You like that? We are definitely made for each other.
- You don't understand! And suddenly we're hallucinating? Physical pain can help.
- OK, let's try... It's not an illusion. All too real. Salt air, sea breezes, temperature and humidity. It's all real.

Sometimes kiss is the sweetest - when he short.

You'll give him?
I froze, feeling the danger of squeezing me in a vise. And then whispered:
- Alexander.
His smile faded, gray eyes sparkled.
- Still, - he demanded.
- Alexander.
He leaned forward. I felt his breath on my neck, and then light as a breath, the touch of her lips to the skin just above the collar.

Oh, what beautiful hair... and skin so white. Probably so soft to the touch. What was I thinking?!! Why would I touch her?! This is due to the fact that she kissed me?
- Why are you doing this?!
- You looked at me like she wanted me to touch you.
(And I'm not like what she was touching me).
- Why are you so sad looking at me, as during that kiss, and when I said that you use? For a moment, your eyes became sad. You and other that look? If you find it hard to be alone, I... it's okay, I'm with you.

People who never knew the kiss should not talk like you know.

- What do you think, what will she do if I kissed her?
- Will force you to marry her or slap. What would you do if she struck you across the face with her glove?
Probably fall in love with her.

I kiss a hundred thousand times.

In Russia they say: tea without sugar - what's a kiss without love.

While kissing there is silence, and the second lasts for eternity.

It is rather easy to blow, not kiss, but at the same moment something explodes in my head. It is the touch of a feather to my skin where I have not see anything. My brain begins to speak in a thousand different languages, none of which I do not understand.

- Kissing is the beautiful act of two loving people. Unlike the abduction of a man and bind him!
- It is not stealing, okay? This... unauthorized change of position.