Quotes About Intimacy

A wink is a little piece of your heart, a type of smile, a special link.

There's just something about letting a girl have her way with you.

My favorite place to be is snuggled up in your heart.

He woke me at midnight on February fourteen, to have the first valentine kiss.

A chap ort t' save a few o' th' long evenings he spends with his girl till after they're married.

It is the friends you can call up at 4 a.m. that matter.

I suppose there is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.

Your friend is the man who knows all about you, and still likes you.

Stars encircle me when your lips lean down to mine, there is the sound of many waters falling. There is the murmur of a million nightingales, — and the flash of brilliant lightning.

If I look into your eyes a sudden fire burns in my veins.

My heart beats faster as you take my hand, my love grows stronger as you touch my soul.

Two lovers in the rain have no need of an umbrella.

You've knocked my existence askew, and yet I'm straightaway in love with you!

To feel abandoned is to deny the intimacy of your surroundings.

Every woman deserves a man who writes poems on her body with his lips. And every man deserves a woman who craves his touch.

When women kiss it always reminds one of prize fighters shaking hands.

The way to hold a husband is to keep him a little jealous; the way to lose him is to keep him a little more jealous.

I believe my mother was smart enough to know that in the night, you are willing to tell all. If she waited until the next day, she knew she'd get one-syllable answers.

Love. Honesty leads to trust. Trust leads to commitment. Commitment leads to security. Security leads to intimacy. Intimacy leads to love. Love is an expression of God.

The closer two hearts are to each other, the softer each needs to speak to be heard

Would that thy love, beloved, had less trust in me, that it might be more anxious!

I kissed the boys and made them cry ... in ecstasy.

So they fucked wild, Puk astride at first, then turned, to his hands and knees, to be tupped under Jaq's hunching thrusts, hips and shoulder and fists of hair yanked back, for the prick to ram jam bam and cram him, till he felt it fill him, and he'd swear to cock, the jism spouted into and through him and out his own spurting prick.

Standing? says Jak. Ouais, standing, intercrural, AKA the sumata of the Samurai, the Oxford Style , the Princeton First-Year , the Ivy League Rub . Good enough for ensigns of industry, Shaka Zulu, Alexander the Great. The Altercatio Ganymedis et Helene has Zeus extoll the slippery thighs of a boy, as Billy Greene swooned over Lincoln's, as perfect as a human being could be, he said.