It was the kind of kiss that made
me know that I was never so happy in my whole life.
– Stephen Chbosky, The Perks of Being a Wallflower
Tag: kiss
I leaned me …
I leaned me forward to find her lips,
and claim her utterly in a kiss,
when the lightning flew across her face,
and I saw her for the flaring space of a second,
afraid of the clips of my arms,
inert with dread,
wilted in fear of my kiss.
– D. H. Lawrence