When an only child trusts you, that’s when they love you.
It’s sexy as fuck to ask someone “Can I kiss you” and here’s three reasons why.
When I picture us together, the world stops.
If you’ve ever kissed another human being, you know that the moment before contact is the most urgent, the most quiet, the most anticipated. It is the last inhale before diving under water. It is all momentum. It is all impulse.
Aries = rough.
I’ll kiss your temples. The little divots where I know your mind is spinning. I will kiss away your headaches, your worries, your fears. I will kiss you into calm.
In the morning, her long hair splaying over the white silk of your pillowcase makes your breath catch in your throat
Lucky you if you’re fortunate enough to kiss a Taurus.
My reality changes, but if I do my daily practice, I increase the chances that the positive side of my reality goes up.
If kissing is a language, a good kisser is someone who says very clearly, “I like you.”