04 Harrison Fisher ‘Gathering-Honey’
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Always on the lips darling, mind the face. Jay R. – Steampunk Threads on FB 2/13
Kiss me like you have never kissed me before
Catherine P Los Angeles Ca – Steampunk Threads on FB 2/12
“Oh no my dearest, I’m not being too forward. Dr. Heimlich recommended this.”
Sarah M. Des Moines, Iowa – Steampunk Threads on FB 2/12
“Honey….” “Yes, my love?” “You’re killing my back.” R Shay H. – Steampunk Threads on FB 2/12
“Unhand me, you fool! I am too well dressed for the likes of you.” -Debra S, Acton, CA – Facebook 2/12
“Let him kiss me with the kisses of his mouth: for thy love is better than wine” Song of Solomon 1:2
-Katie B, Seagrove North Carolina – Facebook 2/12
I’ll bet he doesn’t know Recollections even sells parasols!
Tracy Y
Alpine UT
Faint am I, in need of sugar I be. A taste of honey will do, but nothing can arouse me like a passionate kiss from you.
Brittany B. from Tremont, IL
A tender whisper, a word that was said, a confession was made, cheeks turned red. An umbrella was raised as well as a cry, and then BAM! Before Freddy knew it, he had a black eye!
Busy as a bee, being the sweetest thing in bloom.
Is this bricky man truly trying to do a bear with me?
Song of Solomon 4:11
“Your lips, my bride, drip honey; Honey and milk are under your tongue, And the fragrance of your garments is like the fragrance of Lebanon.
Come o come, my life’s delight let me not in languor pine! Love loves no delay thy sight the more enjoyed the more divine.Then all sweet ess dost enclose like a little world of bliss beauty guards thy looks the rose in them pure and erernal is. (champion) Bianca.Belgium
Freddy quickly stole a kiss while Lucy’s chaperone was distracted by the spring flowers in bloom.
Anna C.
Castro Valley, CA
Sweet summer day with my “Honey”.
“With a kiss, let us set out for an unknown world.” – Alfred de Musset
A stolen kiss is such sheer bliss,
When stolen from my one and only,
Whose lips are sweet as any honey.
Roses pale at the sight of your beauty. The touch of your lips upon mine is sublime.
I call you Honey because you are always stuck in my mind.
You kissed me once, now kiss me twice.
“GOOD GIRLS GO TO HEAVEN, BAD GIRLS GO EVERYWHERE.”
Tender Moments in behind the garden gate. Carol C. MD
Love in Bloom