Tender Moment Quotes

I want so much for my lover. At night when our beds are drawn close together I waken and see his dear yellow head on the pillow - sometimes his arm thrown over on my bed - and I kiss his hand, very softly so that it will not waken him.

The amusement fled from Royce's face and with a groan he pulled her roughly against his chest, crushing her to him. "Jenny," he whispered hoarsely, burying his face in her fragrant hair. "Jenny, I love you." She melted against him, molding her body to the rigid contours of his, offering her lips up for his fierce, devouring kiss, then she took his face between both her hands. Leaning back slightly against his arm, her melting blue eyes gazing deeply into his, his wife replied in a shaky voice, "I think, my lord, I love you more.

When soul rises Into lips You feel the kiss You have wanted

I love you Mark..." Courtney, PoR. I love you too Courtney..." Mark, PoR.

Take my handkerchief, Scarlett. Never, at any crisis of your life, have I known you to have a handkerchief.

And when Eleanor smiled, something broke inside of him. Something always did.

I love you too, Will Blakelee," she whispered, leaning in to kiss him again.

Kiss me with your eyes.

Let's love, press your lips to mine. Let's kiss, for that thrill divine.

I almost went to bed without remembering the four white violets I put in the button-hole of your green sweater and how i kissed you then and you kissed me shy as though I’d never been your lover

She grabbed his face and pulled him into a kiss, which effectively shut him up.

I wished for nothing beyond her smile, and to walk with her thus, hand in hand, along a sun warmed, flower bordered path.

And how they kist each other's tremulous eyes.

Love, how many roads to obtain a kiss.

Hours after I gave birth to my first child, my husband cradled all five pounds of our boy and said, gently, 'Hi, Sweetpea.' Not 'Buddy' or 'Little Man.' Sweetpea. The word filled me with unanticipated comfort.

The first undressing of two lovers is a most special event.

Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

What do you want to kiss me for? I'm filthy.'- Liesel So am I.'- Rudy

He gently touched his mother's cheek, felt her sorrow slip over his fingertips.

The best feeling in the world is when you child just comes up to you and lays their head in your lap, for no other reason but just because.

While carefully synchronizing our wings-they almost touched-Fang leaned in,gently put one hand behind my neck and kissed me.It was just about close to heaven i'll ever get,I guess.I closed my eyes,lost in the feeling of flying and kissing and being with the one person in the world I completely ,utterly trusted.

-Before leaving my room i turn, and (stooping through the morning) kiss this pillow, dear where our heads lived and were.

When we are touched by something it's as if we're being brushed by an angel's wings.

Your neck. I want to kiss it.

“Simon,” she whispered, vaguely surprised that she had just used his first name, for she had never used it even in the privacy of her thoughts. Moistening her dry lips, she tried once more, and to her astonishment, she did it again. “Simon…” “Yes?” A new tension had entered his long, hard body, and at the same time, his hand moved over the shape of her skull in the softest caress possible. “Please… take me to my room.” Hunt tilted her head back gently and regarded her with a sudden faint smile playing on his lips. “Sweetheart, I would take you to Timbuktu if you asked.“