When I turn around, he cups my face in his hands and he kisses me so deeply that I don’t know who is breathing for who, but his mouth and tongue taste like warm honey. I don’t know how long it lasts, but when I let go of him, I miss it already.
Melina Marchetta, On the Jellicoe Road (via thatkindofwoman)Someday lovin.
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