Don't you see what's happened? You wanted to be in love again. To feel that feeling where a man you hardly know gazes into your eyes and seems to be the only human being who ever understood the real you.
Nancy HoranTags: desire need falling-in-love
It's wonderful to feel desired. There's a sense of power in it, really.
Nancy HoranWars fought over a face like this,” he murmured like he was talking to himself, my heart stopped beating and his thumbs moved lightly across my cheeks. “A man would work himself into the ground for it, go down to his knees to beg to keep it, endure torture to protect it, take a bullet for it,” his eyes came to mine, “poison his brother to possess a face like this.
Kristen AshleyTags: passion romance desire alpha knight possessive
The green-eyed angel came in less than a half hour and fell docile as a lamb into my arms. We kissed and caressed, I met no resistance when I unlaced the strings to free her dress and fill myself in the moist and hot bed nature made between her thighs. We made love outdoors—without a roof, I like most, without stove, my favorite place, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and dripping with dew, and our love for each other was seen. Our love for the world was new.
Roman PayneTags: soul sex novel lamb desire outdoors angel green-eyes making-love malta the-wanderes
We made love outdoors—without a roof, I like most, without stove, my favorite place, assuming the weather be fair and balmy, and the earth beneath be clean. Our souls intertwined and dripping with dew, and our love for each other was seen. Our love for the world was new.
Roman PayneTags: poetry soul sex poem novel lamb desire outdoors angel green-eyes making-love malta the-wanderes
What was he? A mere human, stuck between the rungs of blended adolescence and nascent adulthood. What power did he command over the mysterious forces of love? Which sword could shatter the impenetrable armour of desire?
Faraaz KaziTags: love desire confusion adolescence
IV The bounded is loathed by its possessor. The same dull round even of a universe would soon become a mill with complicated wheels.
V If the many become the same as the few, when possess'd, More! More! is the cry of a mistaken soul, less than All cannot satisfy Man.
VI If any could desire what he is incapable of possessing, despair must be his eternal lot.
VII The desire of Man being Infinite the possession is Infinite
Tags: imagination desire possession limitation wishful-thinking
People often miss things that don't exist--miss things that were but are not anymore.
Sarah McCoyTags: desire longing missing-something
deseo, esa «fuerza Misteriosa que hay detrás de cada cosa». ¡Cómo le gustaban esas palabras de Alfred de Musset! El deseo que hace que toda la superficie de la piel se alumbre y desee la superficie de otra piel de la que no se sabe nada. Antes de conocerse ya son íntimos. Ya no se puede vivir sin la mirada del otro, sin su sonrisa, sin su mano, sin sus labios. Se pierde el rumbo. Se vuelve uno loco. Se le seguiría al fin del mundo, mientras la razón dice: Pero ¿qué sabes tú de él? Nada, nada, ayer mismo no sabíamos ni su nombre. ¡Qué hermoso ardid inventado por la biología para el ser humano, que se creía tan fuerte! ¡Qué triunfo el de la piel sobre el cerebro! El deseo se infiltra en las neuronas y las embota. Nos encadenamos, nos privamos de libertad. En la cama, en todo caso…
El último eslabón de vida primitiva
Tags: desire
Love him,’ said Jacques, with vehemence, ‘love him and let him love you. Do you think anything else under heaven really matters? And how long, at the best, can it last, since you are both men and still have everywhere to go? Only five minutes, I assure you, only five minutes, and most of that, helas! in the dark. And if you think of them as dirty, then they will be dirty— they will be dirty because you will be giving nothing, you will be despising your flesh and his. But you can make your time together anything but dirty, you can give each other something which will make both of you better—forever—if you will not be ashamed, if you will only not play it safe.’ He paused, watching me, and then looked down to his cognac. ‘You play it safe long enough,’ he said, in a different tone, ‘and you’ll end up trapped in your own dirty body, forever and forever and forever—like me.
James BaldwinTags: sexuality love relationships depression desire homosexuality affairs
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