When someone loves you, the way they talk about you is different. You feel safe and comfortable.
Those sweet lips. My, oh my, I could kiss those lips all night long. Good things come to those who wait.
Sex parties, alcohol and drugs lost their appeal to Sven after a while. Music never did, in his continual search for that sober connection--intimacy with one person over a long period of time, as opposed to periods of intimacy with a bunch of random faces.
When our emotional health is in a bad state, so is our level of self-esteem. We have to slow down and deal with what is troubling us, so that we can enjoy the simple joy of being happy and at peace with ourselves.
The townspeople took the prince for dead When he never returned with the dragon’s head When with her, he stayed She thought he’d be too afraid But he loved her too much instead.
[Ever been kissed?] Of course--Describe it --Why?--I want to know if you've Ever seen Heaven.