I could go for one of your kisses right now.
The last of your kisses was ever the sweetest; the last smile the brightest; the last movement the gracefullest.
If rain drops were kisses, I'd send you showers. If hugs were seas, I'd send you oceans. And if love was a person I'd send you me!
True love is not the number of kisses, or how often you get them, true love is the feeling that still lingers long after the kiss is over.
I promise to plant kisses like seeds on your body, so in time you can grow to love yourself as I love you.
Those random kisses on my forehead and the way you smile every time you see me, that means the world to me.