Romantic Quotes - Page 10

I have a question for you. "If your shadow is the second most beautiful thing in the world, which is the first?".

I thought of writing a summary about you, but when I finished it was a book.

With you as an inspiration, a painter will create his best painting, a writer will write his best literature and a poet will create his best poetry.

There is no cosmetic to gain a beauty like yours.

Every time I see you, I have to admit that rest of us are more uglier than I thought.

I am sure that God has given all his time in making you, the remaining human race has been created in haste.

The air is full of flying kisses sent by the people who are watching you.

I think poverty is not the worst thing in the world, blindness is, because blind people cannot see your beauty.

The Earth must have done some noble work; that is why you were born here and not in the ocean among the fishes and not in the sky among the birds.

Dust everywhere... and out of that emerged this beautiful boy with the bluest eyes I'd ever seen, holding his hand out to help me to my feet.

I had never seen eyes like his. Dark green. Smoldering. Ready to undress a woman with a single glance.

Every person has the right to be loved in the way she/he wants to be loved. Making love is not something you do to someone; making love is something you share.

I have come to realize that my stupid gestures excites women alot, and if I'm really stupid, i will dare to take them to bed and excite them even more.

Wine?" I asked, ready to order.
"I’d rather have Sex on the Beach." He winked at me with a devilish grin.

They still had sexual relations with another, slept in the same bed, shared kisses and intimacy and matrimonial fluid, however both were not married to each other in that sense, although there was a piece of paper that said otherwise.

There was a war between them, between love and the right thing to do, and it kept assaulting them, kept keeping them apart.

She liked his unique smell, and it turned on all five of her senses, wanting to see him naked, touch him while naked, hear him as he moaned while he made love, taste his skin, and feel his naked body as she seduced him with the trailing of hungry fingers.

And even though they had not had sex yet, he was a great lover, replacing sex with the science of bravery and inner strength. Meredith had always wanted a man with this kind of depth.

Let the wet earth embrace you firmly, soundly.
She needs to be revived, she needs to beat like a heart
full of adrenaline inside a chest.

She seemed like the kind of woman who would fall in love with the sky.