Quotes About Intimacy

True friends share everything, except the past before they met.

One might have supposed that the true act of love was to lie together and talk.

Sent to the Monk" Night falls and the empty intimacy of the whole world fills my heart to frothing. The past has trudged to this one spot and falls into the stream, its flashlight in its mouth. Ancient tears beneath the surface rise and scatter like carp, while an ivory hairpin floats away like a loose tooth going back in time. Columbia Poetry Review. Spring 2014

It's easy to love! Kattie once said to him. It's the courage to be loved that is so difficult.

It is not true that women cannot keep secrets. Where they love, they can be trusted to death and beyond, against all sense and reason. It is their weakness, and their great strength.

sometimes you have to get to know someone really well to realize you're really strangers

Her annoyance burned bright. Her neck was still warm and tingling where he'd stroked her, driving home how well he knew a woman's body. Yet he was displeased that she might know a thing or two about how to touch him. The arrogance of it all.

Forgive me for being at my toilette,

Ah! Pauvre ami, comme il m'aimait!

she loves everyone else here enough that she is willing to let them see all of who she is in this moment.

We love each other like matches in the dark. We don't talk, we catch fire instead

I don't want there to be things you "love about me", I want you to love "all of me".

Love is dangerous por your tiny heart

She's made for wrapping around you.

We don't talk, we just catch fire instead.

Son cou est saupoudré de grains de beauté minuscules, constellations descendant jusqu'à ses seins. Je deviens l'astronome de sa peau, fourre mon nez dans ses étoiles.

Endorfina se cala un Camel light entre los rubíes que le sirven de labios y exhala un cúmulo para Playmóbiles. Me gustaría ser un Camel light: rodar entre sus dedos, atravesar su paladar de princesa, trasformarme en humo ligero y descender haciendo rápel por su esófago, lamer sus senos desde dentro antes de acabar convertido en una flor de alquitrán plantada en sus pulmones.

Tutkin hänen sydämensä mekaniikkaa intohimoisesti, yritän avata kiinni juuttuneita lukkoja lempeillä avaimilla. Jotkin kohdat tuntuvat olevan iäksi suljettuja.

No nos miramos de verdad. No nos tocamos de verdad, apenas nos dijimos nada. Sus ojos demasiado grandes en la piel de porcelana, y esa manera extraña de pedir perdón por sonreír. Sus labios, que revoloteaban como un copo de nieve perdido en una playa estival, y yo, que trataba de cazarlo con mi nevera demasiado grande. Un cataclismo disfrazado de beso en miniatura. Más poderoso que un ejército de rayos. El beso más pequeño nunca visto. Impacto de luz y luego nada.

On s'est embrassés, et comme elle était toute petite, elle est tombée amoureuse dans moi.

Am sim?it vântul cald al buzelor ei sp?rgându-se de ale mele. Explozie de pulp? de portocal? ro?ie. Ea a în?irat coliere de non-s?ruturi la comisura buzelor mele, urcând pân? la marginea gropi?elor mele. Era ceva dulce, picant, suav.

A? vrea s? m? preschimb într-un Camel light. S? m? r?suceasc? ea pe degete, s? ating cerul gurii ei împ?r?te?ti, s? devin un fuior de fum sub?ire ?i s? m? rostogolesc pe esofag, s? ling partea l?untric? a sânilor ?i, în cele din urm?, s? prind r?d?cini în pl?mânii ei ca o floare neagr? de catran.

Love is dangerous for your tiny heart.

Cierro los ojos para verte mejor.