Intimacy is the principal source of the sugars which this life is sweetened
— Tom Robbins

WANTED:
A co-conspirator. Must be willing to spend spend quiet evenings exchanging deep kisses for passwords.

​conspirators in pajamas who exchange deep kisses for passwords
​— Pablo Neruda

See there’s this place in me where your fingerprints still rest, your kisses still linger, and your whispers softly echo. It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.
— Gretchen Kemp