I crossed the room, and what you…

I crossed the room, and what you did was to feel my hair over and over again and in different ways touch it, with the palm of your hand… felt it, strands of hair with your fingers, touched it as if it were cloth, the way a child touches its favorite surfaces… Edna O’Brien b. 1932

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Passion such as hers is all consent, asking

Passion such as hers is all consent, asking little in return: I had merely to enter a room where she was to see her face take on that peaceful expression of one who is resting in bed. If I touched her I had the impression that all the blood in her veins was turning to honey. Marguerite Yourcenar (1903-1987)

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She half enclosed me with her arms. She pressed…

She half enclosed me with her arms.
She pressed me with a meek embrace;
and bending back her head,
she looked up,’and gazed upon my face.
‘Twas partly love, and partly fear,
and partly ’twas a bashful art,
That I might rather feel, than see,
The swelling of her heart.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge (1772-1834)

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She embraces me elaborately…

She embraces me elaborately… casually as a breeze, softly as one caresses a flower; she kisses me as dispassionately as heaven kisses the sea, softly and quietly as dew kisses a flower, solemnly as the sea kisses the image of the moon. Soren Kierkegaard (1813-1855)

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