A light rain touches my cheek like an angel’s butterfly kisses.
Don’t you know a kiss would change the world forever?
The fantasized kiss was stolen time from the dreams…
Do kisses fade like Polaroid pictures if you don’t pay attention to them?
When I kiss you, it will be THE kiss, not just A kiss.
Now a soft kiss – Aye, by that kiss, I vow an endless bliss.
Don’t kiss me if you’re afraid of thunder. My life is a storm.
[…] He tasted like snowflakes and wine, like winter and Will and London.
You should be kissed and often, by someone who knows how.
In my life I doubt if I will ever forget the sensation of your lips against mine
Make every kiss a celebration, throw a party for every one.