“..and the sunlight clasps the earth, 
and the moonbeams kiss the sea:
What are all these kissings worth,
If thou kiss not me?” 

~ Percy Bysshe Shelley, Love’s Philosophy

Tis morning, ’tis morning…

The mist has left the greening plain, 
The dew-drops shine like fairy rain, 
The coquette rose awakes again 
Her lovely self adorning.

The Wind is hiding in the trees, 
A sighing, soothing, laughing tease, 
Until the rose says “Kiss me, please,” 
‘Tis morning, ’tis morning. – Paul Laurence Dunbar

“It’s the kind of kiss that inspires stars to climb into the sky and light up the world.”

“lean in to kiss me
in all the places
where the ache
is the most special.”
― Sanober Khan

kiss me before the lights go out…

Let the rain kiss you…

“Let the rain kiss you. Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops. Let the rain sing you a lullaby.” ~ Langston Hughes

I have a mouth for kisses…

kiss me...

kiss me…

“I have a mouth for kisses, no one to give or to take..” 
– A Compendium Of Kisses


I once had a love…

“I once had a love
who folded secrets between her thighs like napkins
and concealed memories in the valley of her breasts.
There was no match for the freckles on her chest,
and no one could mistake them for a field of honeysuckles.
Upon her lips, a thousand lies were spread in sweet gloss.
Her kiss was like a storybook from ancient history.
She was at home with the body of a man inside her, beside her.
At night, when she lay in bed crying,
no one could mistake the tears she wept for a summer shower
She is gone, my love. She was a wanderess, a wildflower.” ~ Roman Payne

(Photography, Bibora Photography‎)