Sometimes I wish I was a beautiful machine so I could resist your kiss and not cry when you're mean.
Because?' I prompt 'Because I'm sorry, but I can't help it, and I really need to kiss you right now.
I cut my bow from the wood of this tree of evil. Of this tree of good, I want a kiss from your lips.
We’re creatures of contact regardless of whether/ we kiss or we wound. Still, we must come together.
The little boy smiled back at all the angry faces glaring in at him. And the little boy blew kisses.