Quotes About Desire

His lips ever so gently touched mine, and suddenly I felt everything stirring inside me grow wings, let loose, and fly.

When someone steals your heart not even the law can help you.

Lovemaking is a big grammatical error, i think it should be, LustMaking.

Love is a weakness which converts even the strongest minds as its slave and makes them sing its tune.

Don't you understand? I want to spend my life with you. I want you to be there when I go to bed at night and when I wake up in the morning.

The only thing that will ever make me fall in love is: if I fall in love.

Love me like Saturday night, like three glasses of champagne, like the room is spinning, like you're drunk on my love.

All beautiful distractions, ignites from you.

There is something strangely ecstatic, oddly fascinating and infinitely magnetic about unrequited love.

Tie me with love, clip all of my feathers, and take me anywhere.

I got so strongly addicted to love that I may not be able to breath without it. I fall so fondly in love with poetry that I read it in my dreams often and even unknowingly.

When I saw you, I saw tears of love in your eyes. It tamed my fire of love and imprisoned me in a cage of desires.

If I had the choice, I would sing only love songs.

I miss you in waves and tonight I'm drowning. You left me fending for my life and it feels like you're the only one who can bring me back to the shore alive.

I wonderif you ever read my poemsand wish they were writtenfor you.

Why don't I just go against all reason, ignore past experiences and fall in love with you?

I will speak of love until you go mad and join me in my mad worship of love.

Your love intoxicates me into an intoxication of intoxicating intoxication.

There is this pain of love. You experience it some moments. It starts like a strange gnawing at your heart. It then slowly spreads. Spreads to the whole body. You fall deeply into it. This feeling.

I feel your body against mine, while our lips are intertwined.

When we kissed for the second time, we didn't stop (couldn't).

What I cannot touch, remains a memory. I am blinded by an imagined light. A remembrance of what can never be.

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I don't want what love is. I want what love is supposed to be.