Quotes About Intimacy

La amistad entre un hombre y una mujer se desvanece debajo de las sábanas.

Madrigals" 1 Like concentric ripples over the water, so in my heart your words. Like a bird that strikes against the wind, so on my lips your kisses. Like exposed fountains opposing the evening, so my dark eyes over your flesh. 2 I am caught in your circles, concentric. Like Saturn I wear the rings of my dream. I am not ruined by setting nor do I rise myself.

La mia felice bocca nuovamente incontrare vuole le tue labbra che baciando mi benedicono, le tue dita care voglio tenere e giocando congiungerle con le mie dita, saziare il mio assetato sguardo col tuo, avvolgere il mio capo nei tuoi folti capelli.

Y yo dormiré a tus pies para guardar lo que sueñas. Desnuda, mirando al campo, como si fuera una perra, ¡porque eso soy! Que te miro y tu hermosura me quema»

Sobre el rostro del aljibe se mecía la gitana. Verde carne, pelo verde, con ojos de fría plata. Un carámbano de luna la sostiene sobre el agua. La noche se puso íntima como una pequeña plaza. Over the mouth of the cistern the gypsy girl was swinging, green flesh, her hair green, with eyes of cold silver. An icicle of moon holds her up above the water. The night became intimate like a little plaza.

To see you naked is to recall the Earth.

La poesía no quiere adeptos, quiere amantes.

Vamos al rincón oscuro, donde yo siempre te quiera, que no me importe la gente, ni el veneno que nos echa.

I touched her sleeping breasts,and they opened to me suddenlylike spikes of hyacinth.

Cuando me dejaban solo con los dos ciegos y ellos conversaban, no tenía en cuenta constantemente que eran ciegos; y de pronto me sorprendía que tomando la conversación un giro o una actitud íntima, ellos no se miraran, ni hicieran movimientos correspondientes a lo que estábamos acostumbrados a ver en las personas que tienen vista; y así, ellos creaban a mis ojos una nueva forma de movimientos correspondientes a la conversación.

We must teach ourselves to value flux, but more than that, we must teach ourselves to value and attend to friends, not as way-stations between lovers or diversions from the real business of pairing up and marriage, but as relationships of first consequence in their own right.

Sensación de ser dos en uno sin que nadie posea a nadie.

If it is not erotic, it is not interesting.

La lujuria está bien: el sexo es bueno, despeja la cabeza y alegra el corazón.

Declarársele a la novia es asunto tan arduo para un chiquillo como confesarle al cura un pecado contra el sexto mandamiento un inexperto pecador.

the kind of curves you simply can't stop feeling

The waltz was the only way a young couple could touch one another, and even through gloves I could feel the heat of your grandfather's touch,'she'd tell Luc, with a wicked glimmer in her eye.

Nobody ever talked to me the way he did. But I could have listened to his voice forever, no matter what he spoke of.

When I dance, it's you I dance with. I think about you all the time. I don't understand, but I'm so tired with keeping it in.

It was the most exciting sentence I've ever heard," Lydia said. Reaching out, she stroked the back of Jean's hand. "In front of your friends, to call me your love

She stood behind her mother's chair and brushed her hair gently for about five minutes, drawing the brush smoothly from forehead to nape, over and over, in the way her mother liked. It was the only sustained physical contact she seemed to enjoy. Her usual mode of a kiss good-bye, for instance, was the kiss-and-push-you-on-your-way. She wasn't a snuggler. No surprise, really, that this acceptable affection came via a prickly implement.

I am about to reveal to you," I commenced, "something which I would not for my life allow to come to other ears. Do you pledge me your eternal silence?" "I do; what is the matter?" "I have been taking hasheesh—Cannabis Indica, and I fear that I am going to die.

Happy ending After they had not made love she pulled the sheet up over her eyes until he was buttoning his shirt: not shyness for their bodies - those they had willingly displayed - but a frail endeavour to apologise. Later, though, drawn together by a distaste for such 'untidy ends' they agreed to meet again; whereupon they giggled, reminisced, held hands as though what they had made was love - and not that happier outcome, friends.

Love is a feeling you feel, when you are about to fill a feeling you've never felt before.