Something made of nothing, tasting very sweet,
A most delicious compound, with ingredients complete;
But if as read more

Something made of nothing, tasting very sweet,
A most delicious compound, with ingredients complete;
But if as on occasion the heart and mind are sour,
It has no great significance, it loses half its power.

Blush, happy maiden, when you feel
The lips which press love's glowing seal;
But as the slow read more

Blush, happy maiden, when you feel
The lips which press love's glowing seal;
But as the slow years darklier roll,
Grown wiser, the experienced soul
Will own as dearer far than they
The lips which kiss the tears away.

Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one's read more

Ancient lovers believed a kiss would literally unite their souls, because the spirit was said to be carried in one's breath.

I steal a kiss from her sleeping shadow moves. 'Cause I'll always miss her wherever she goes. And I'll always read more

I steal a kiss from her sleeping shadow moves. 'Cause I'll always miss her wherever she goes. And I'll always need her more than she could ever need me. I need someone to ease my mind, but sometimes a someone is so hard to find.

Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss,--
A pure and holy love-light,--and forsake
The read more

Then press my lips, where plays a flame of bliss,--
A pure and holy love-light,--and forsake
The angel for the woman in a kiss,
At once I wis,
My soul will wake!

Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
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Comin' through the rye, poor body,
Comin' through the rye,
She draigl't a' her petticoatie,
Comin' through the rye
. . . .
Gin a body meet a body
Comin' through the rye,
Gin a body kiss a body
Need a body cry?

A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.

A kiss is a rosy dot over the 'i' of loving.

The sound of a kiss is much softer than that of a cannon - but it's echo lasts a great read more

The sound of a kiss is much softer than that of a cannon - but it's echo lasts a great deal longer.

Kiss till the cows come home.

Kiss till the cows come home.