he stretched out beside her, uncomfortably close, as if they were lovers. Real lovers and not the most mismatched pair of fuck buddies ever.

I feel a resurgence of my 6-year-old self… that little warrior, goddess of a girl reminding me of who I was when I was little, before the world got its hands on me.

Standing naked on the beach with all of my secrets between my legs, I look out into the water and up deep into the stars. I beg the sparkling lanterns of light to cure me...

If only you would realize some day, how much have you hurt me,If only your heart ever, craves for me or my presence…If only you feel that love again someday for me,If only you are...

You great bloody bully.””Which is exactly what you need, you vexatious headstrong wench.

Do you trust me to be strong enough…strong enough to love you in the way you need to be loved?

Distance may be the segregator but our thoughts and dreams are what keep us together.

I must go now”, she said slowly and slipped her hand from his. Aarav looked at her face.. the water droplets pretended to be some shining gems embedded on a fine piece of white marble...

I have seen a lot of beautiful things in my time. I have seen the sun rise and set. I have seen the moon upon the waters reflecting it’s love. I have seen roses that’s...

For youi have saved poemsunder my skin.

Idk what the fuck just happened to us. We used to talk like hell pelhay but now days we act like as if we don’t know each other and there’s some kinda fight between us....

Journeys end in lovers meeting, Every wise man’s son doth know.

Are we not all actors playing parts in another person’s play?

Love is like the senses of the body.Imagine you are blind, you can see an object using touch. You can feel around it and see it mentally.Now imagine you can’t feel, but can see. You...

Lily looks back down at the necklace in her hand that Kavita had given her. “It must have cost a fortune.” “It did.” He confirms. “Though not nearly as much as you’re worth.” Lily looks...

I love you in my very own way.Like a stone loves the mosses around itLike a sea loves the pebbles in itLike a coincidence…Taking you as the way you are,With all the bruises, scars and...

It was love, the real thing, nothing less or different.

Finally, both of them fell asleep together with their limbs entwined in the eternal position of a lover’s embrace.

The way to warm up is to lie next to another person. Naked.

Honor a good woman because she is virtuous and honorable.

He was a gentle and sensitive soul, and therefore had a short temper, which is why he went straight after everything with an ax…

Swifts, on a fine morning in May, flying this way, that way, sailing around at a great hight, perfectly happily. Then, one leaps onto the back of another, grasps tightly and forgetting to fly they...

The library door was thick and none of the ordinary sounds that might have reminded them, might have held them back, could reach them. They were beyond the present, outside time, with no memories and...

Plant a good seed in people who have fertile hearts. When you are away, they’ll miss you. When you are coming again, they can’t wait!

His fingerprints covered my skin.

I don’t know. I don’t trust myself around you. Talking to you is like drinking tequila. One minute I’m in control, and the next I’m—”He holds me hard against him, then he claims my lips,...

Love me until Venus gasps with envy.Love me again until Eros swears celibacy.

She was of course only too good for him; but as nobody minds having what is too good for them, he was very steadily earnest in the pursuit of the blessing, and it was not...

A Touch of Gray,” because I’d look more distinguished with a touch of gray in my hair. Also, geriatrics make better lovers.

May be its mine bad-luck Or yours not to get me But I still have hope Of being yours

Lovers are like kids; they don’t stop until they get what they want.

I’ve never been with a man before.

May love binds all mankind to live in harmony.

It struck me again the ways Angelo and I were like them. Angelo was my angel, and I was ever on the ground, looking up at him. It was no wonder Jon and I hadn’t...

It is a kiss that, once begun, never really ends. Interrupted, yes. Paused, certainly. But from that very moment onward, Vera sees the whole of her life as only a breath away from kissing him...

My hands are in his hair and his arms wrap around my waist tighter. I know what Henry does to me. I’m space bound. A rocket about to blast off. And I want Henry to...

He smiled then, and that smile was like the sunset, stretching from one end of her existence to the other, lighting her way not by sight, but with a slow kindle inside she knew would...

Let this time in your life cut you open and drain all of the things that are holding you back. I’m going to help you forgive the things that you won’t let yourself forget.

I put my fingers under Emily’s chin, tilting her head up. “I love you.”Emily’s dark eyes widen and if this moment wasn’t so dire, I’d laugh at her expression. swipe a finger across her smooth...

Without emotional response, love is an act of self-deceiving self-satisfaction by an unsatisfied self.

I lied! And you know I lied, you stupid bastard!

My life consists of two things,Pain and hardship that no one but me can describe,Love and joy that can only be mesured in who I am

I love a boy with sun-kissed hair,With ocean storms in his bright blue eyes,I love a boy who drinks my tears when I cry.

Lips are the fingerprints of love.

Just give us until Rome, Melanie.

my love is a winter’s mistgently dissolvingthrough the windowat the nape of your neck.

Four Day’s Four Night’sMy desire her eyesHer attention my lifeI claim she refuses..!In the passion of hopeI wasAll day all nightHer ignorance my fallI like rides so I movedI know now she wantsAfter immense instanceWe...

That feeling when you know you’re being fought for.

I nipped little kisses along his jawline. God, I just couldn’t keep my hands or lips off of him. “God, you are the most delicious thing I have ever tasted.”He laughed. “That’s something the vampire...

Love and translation look alike in their grammar. To love someone implies transforming their words into ours. Making an effort to understand the other person and, inevitably, to misinterpret them. To construct a precarious language...