K-290.

We turned on one another deep, drowned gazes and exchanged a kiss that reduced my bones to rubber and my brain to gruel.

K-289.

What of soul was left, I wonder, when the kissing had to stop?

K-288.

Kiss till the cow comes home.

K-287.

I dare not ask a kiss;
I dare not beg a smile;
Lest having that or this,
I might grow proud the while.

K-286.

Give me a kiss, add to that kiss a score;
Then to that twenty, add a hundred more:
A thousand to that hundred: so kiss on,
To make that thousand up a million.
Treble that million, and when that is done,
Let's kiss afresh, as when we first begun.