In some ways, a kiss is far more intimate than the ultimate act of love. It is a shared breath. We inhabit each other’s bodies. Taking another’s essence in with each breath, letting your own go with each exhale. It means trusting someone enough to allow them to carry a bit of you inside them. It is a joining of souls.

Why does it not break our hearts to take such chances?

~from the secret journal of Lady Nora Claremont