Drink to me only with thine eyes, And I will pledge with mine; Or leave a kiss but in the cup And I’ll not look for wine.
—Ben Johnson
Kisses honeyed by oblivion.
—George Eliot
She press’d his hand in slumber; so once more He could not help but kiss her and adore.
—John Keats
The hour of the waning of love has beset us, And weary and worn are our sad souls now; Let us part, ere the season of passion forget us, With a kiss and a tear...
—William Butler Yeats
I am sitting here, but my mind is still in the kiss and cry area of the arena when we were waiting for the scores.
—Tong Jian
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