“My heart will not beat again until my sight rests upon your emerald eyes,” he whispered into my ear.”
“My eyes are not worthy to look upon your face, yet they will not rest until they see you again.”
“You’re the beat to my heart, the oxygen in my lungs, and the whisper to my soul,” Murdock recited as he stared Heaven in his eyes.”
“Definitely beats my first kiss. Seventh grade, Andrea Williams, behind the gym after school. She came over to my table at lunch, whispered the proposition in my ear, and I had a hard-on for the rest of the day.”
“For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.”
“I will desist;...But there is something glows upon my cheek,And whispers in mine ear, 'Go not till he speak.”