#lovers

I don't miss you, I miss who I thought you were. ↗

She couldn't turn away from the eyes that held her. Eyes as deep, as Dark as the night, yet there was something that sparked with warmth, that kept those eyes from being cold. ↗

— Lora Leigh

#lora-leigh #love-at-first-sight #lovers #micah #risa

(...) before they actually admit to the big 'L' word. Love or lust - what's the big, damn deal? You're going to fuck either way, right? ↗

— C.M. Stunich

#erotic-romance #erotica #love #lovers #lust

The sun's champagne streamed from one body into another. And there was a couple on the green silk of the grass, covered by a raspberry umbrella. Only their feet and a little bit of lace could be seen. In the magnificent universe beneath the raspberry umbrella, with closed eyes, they drank in the sparkling madness. 'Extra! Extra! Zeppelins over the North Sea at 3 o'clock.' But under the umbrella, in the raspberry universe, they were immortal. What did it matter that in another far-away universe people would be killing each other? ↗

— Yevgeny Zamyatin

#lovers #park #war #men

The breeze carried the music into the distant country plains, past the bullet trains, across the majestic cornfields and the Christmas tree farms. The music swept past the Georgia orange trees, the droning honeybees, and the shining seas of the Atlantic. It wafted past the London Pier. Young Britney wanted all of Nod to hear. ↗

— David Paul Kirkpatrick

#lovers #music #soulmates #music

Together we shared a bond not even death would violate. ↗

— Dee Remy

#family #friendship #love #lovers #loyalty

I turned to him and he reached for my hand. It would have been easier to walk away. But the wind still blew around us and the house still stood. ↗

— Kate Chisman

#creepy #fear #fearful #ghost #ghosts

Escríbeme, Emmi. Escribir es como besar, pero sin labios. Escribir es besar con la mente. ↗

— Daniel Glattauer

#sin

Most things in my life are anything but simple--but loving you is. I just do. ↗