lovers

Lover," she whispers, and closes her eyes.It falls upon her.Love is like dying.

Can I kiss you?_ And she would let him, lightly on her lips, a moment of brief anticipation. __our kisses are like sugar woman._ He would tell her affectionately. __o sweet._ He would close in on her and then ask softly, __lease spend the night with me.

He trailed his eyes down over her beautiful breasts then told her, __ou__e going to keep your mouth shut and I__ going togive you that Orgasm you asked for._ He thought for a moment she was going to tell him to get lost, but instead she leaned her head back against the wall and pushed her hips out toward him.

He paused leaning over to lay his lips on hers, __t__ time to feel again. Let me save you from yourself. You were drowning when I found you, but I__ not letting you go, not without a fight._ He kissed her sweetly and moved back standing up and over her. Lena looked up at his out stretched hand.__ake my hand Lena._ He offered and she knew he meant it in a way that went far beyond offering to help her stand.

I believe in fate and I believe you were supposed to walk into my life, so Mason could walk into yours.

What once was had, forever lost; thy fate is destined, thy love star-crossed.

Your love should never be offered to the mouth of a Stranger / Only to someone who has the valor and daring to cut pieces of their soul off with a knife / Then weave them into a blanket to protect you.

Never compare your love life from what you read or watched in a movie. Those are carefully thought about, yours on the good will of fate

Even the smallest shift in perspective can bring about the greatest healing.

Bedtime is daytime, and we come into bloom after midnight.

I want your most vital organ. I want it to be mine.

Then she was kissing him as she had never kissed him before...and it was blissful oblivion, better than firewhisky; she was the only real thing in the world.

Her mum is leaning against the wall, arms crossed, when Summer exits. __age left from here a few minutes ago,_ she says, tone neutral. __is hair was ruffled._ She gestures with her hand above her head.The haze Gage left Summer in vanishes. She frowns.Her mum sighs and steps forward. Smooths her daughter__ hair. __f he hurts you,_ she says in a mild tone, ____l kill him.

Around Mik, my powers desert me. I lose basic motor function, like my brain focuses all neural activity on my lips and shifts into kiss preparedness mode way too early, to the detriment of things like speech, and walking.

As our kissing progresses, I don__ care that our tryst seems raunchy and wrong. I don__ care that I__ at school, in the boy__ bathroom. I don__ care that to most people this would seem cheap, dirty, and despicable. The only thing I can think about while he kisses me deeper, harder, faster, is that Henry Garner is the plague and the only thing I want him to do is infect me.

Too many adults wish to 'protect' teenagers when they should be stimulating them to read of life as it is lived.

Your eyes see me in ways the mirror never could.

When you discover your own self, you will see that same infinite potential in your lover__ eyes.