Quotes About Desire

I didn't know who I was or who I wanted to be until you stumbled into my life. I refuse to let you go.

The biggest problem occurswhen i try to forget you are nights, cuz i ain't got control on my dreams...

... if sin had a taste she'd found it.

Consider, O Lover, my throatwhite as cigarette paper.The crushed lavender of my knuckles. My heart, a dulled needle threaded throughtoo many patterns.

I've lived what feels like a thousand years to feel your kiss but my little mate, I'm in charge." He said huskily, an air of authority lacing his words.

Tell me to stop, Aby, and I will...It will be the hardest thing I'll ever do, but if you don't want this, now would be the time to tell me.

Oh, how I wish I was a woman—his woman.

How fickle is my young male heart as it avidly jumps from love to love

He realized then that he'd never want to be with anyone else, he'd never want to be anywhere else, and he would surely crumble to ash if this woman walked out his life.

Love is just a contact of no refusal.

I see myself as Kiki de Montparnasse, trying to get Man Ray's attention. (Sofia Navarro, 7th July 2012).

His closeness makes my heart beat faster, my skin tingle, my body want things it doesn't even know.

And I swear, she tasted like the sun.

That dip in the road- that sends your belly to your throat... that's how it feels when you kiss me.

Love is blazing fire.

And I'm ill with the thought of your kiss, coffee-laced intoxicating on her lips... shut it out, I've got no claim on you now, I'm not allowed to wear you freedom down

Love had failed. Love was an emotion through which you occasionally enjoyed yourself. it could not do things.

Kiss me back into place and remind me why we can't be together.

There is nothing I can do that won't bring me back to you.

You want her in every quadrant like a desperate fool.

What's the point of keeping in touch with the girl you're crazy about, when you're dying?

i hate that its my favorite thing to watch her, because it shouldn't be. It triggers all these what-ifs in my head, and my mind begins imagining things it shouldn't be imagining...

I didn't fall in love with you tate, I flew..

Love is a kind of killing, Addy, " she says. "Don't you know that?