“There's way too much wonder and mystery all around us to not stay open to more that's going on here. You can wake up, and sense and feel and taste and hear a whole world right here within this one, right here in this breath you're about to take.” WorldWayFeelsWholeWonderToo MuchMysteryTasteWake UpBreathsWhole WorldWonder And Mystery Author:Rob Bell
“Come o'er the eastern hills, and let our winds Kiss thy perfumed garments; let us taste Thy morn and evening breath; scatter thy pearls Upon our love-sick land that mourns for thee.” LandWindTasteKissingSickBreathsEveningTheeHillsOur LovePearlsEasternMournGarmentsLove Sick Book:Blake: The Complete Poems Source: Blake: The Complete Poems
“I want morning and noon and nightfall with you. I want your tears, your smiles, your kisses...the smell of your hair, the taste of your skin, the touch of your breath on my face. I want to see you in the final hour of my life...to lie in your arms as I take my last breath.” WantLoveLastsFacesLyingHoursMorningTearsHairArmsLoversTasteKissingSkinsBreathsFinalsSmellNoonYour SmileNightfallWant To See You Author:Lisa Kleypas
“Standing Here My entire world far beneath my feet, I should be filled with pride. Instead, I feel overwhelmed by a sense of defeat. Suddenly it comes to me, toes tempted to test the ledge, that there is a way out of this. Clam surety flows through my veins, and as I turn to wave good-bye, I wonder if it will hurt or if a single person will cry at my funeral. I take a deep breath, a final taste of sweet mountain air. I conjure Leona, Emily. Move my feet closer. Closer There's Grandma One, Grandma Two, and their spouses, waiting for me. I see Dad. Cara. Mommy. I screw up my courage, step over” IfsWorldWayFeelsShouldPersonsTwoMovingTurnsWaitingHurtWonderStepsAirFeetCrySweetPrideDadTasteMountainStandingFlowTestsBreathsFilledFinalsDefeatWaveFuneralToesSpouseScrewsVeinsOverwhelmedTemptedGrandmaByeGood ByeSingle PersonDeep BreathEmilyScrew UpsTake A Deep BreathLedgesClamsMountain Air Author:Ellen Hopkins
“I squeezed my eyes shut and took several deep breaths, trying not to smell Jace in front of me, not to taste him on my lips. But it was useless. In that moment, Jace was everywhere. He was in my mind, he was in my heart, and he was in my memory. He smelled good. He tasted good. And the blissful aftershock still throbbing in my most sensitive places felt wonderful, when everything else in my life was an obstacle to be overcome.” TryingMindHeartStillsMomentsEyeFeltMemoriesWonderfulFrontsMy HeartTasteOvercomingBreathsLipsObstaclesSmellUselessSensitiveThat MomentJaceDeep BreathAftershock Author:Rachel Vincent
“And what do you want right now?" Right now I itch to heal his wounds and forget my own. He touches my cheek with the tips of his fingers. My breath hitches. "Do you want to kiss me, Alex?" I whisper. "Dios mio, I want to kiss you ... to taste your lips, your tongue." He gently traces my lips withthe tips of his fingers. "Do you want me to kiss you? Nobody else would know but the two of us.” KnowsWantTwoMy OwnForgetTasteRight NowKissingBreathsFingersLipsTongueWoundsHealWant MeCheeksAlexKiss MeYou Want MeTwo Of UsDo You Want MeDio Author:Simone Elkeles
“I tensed, waiting for the fury - both his and mine - but it was only quiet and calm in the darkness of his room. I could almost taste the sweetness of reunion in the air, a separate fragrance from the perfume of his breath; the emptiness when we were apart left its own bitter aftertaste, something I didn't consciously notice until it was removed. There was no friction in the space between us. The stillness was peaceful - not like the calm before the tempest, but like a clear night untouched by even the dream of a storm.” DreamNightLeftWaitingSpaceRoomsDarknessClearAirMinesTasteQuietBreathsCalmStormBitterPeacefulEmptinessStillnessSweetnessPerfumeFragranceFuryReunionTempestSpace BetweenFriction Book:Eclipse Source: Eclipse
“Marc/Faythe/Jace love triangle moment: "This isn't about you...." "Well, it should be!" he shouted, and I flinched. "Everything I do is about you, and I want the reverse to be true, too." I wiped more tears, my throat aching with words that would only make this worse. "What, you need a reminder? That's what he was doing, right? And now you smell like him. You probably taste like him. You should taste like me..." He was on me before I could even catch my breath.” WantNeedsShouldWellsMomentsTearsTasteBreathsSmellLike MeBeing TrueThroatReverseJaceRemindersDoing RightTrianglesLove Triangle Author:Rachel Vincent