I kissed her, just a gentle brush of my lips across hers. It was like swallowing a tiny drop of something incredibly sweet.

People who throw kisses are mighty, hopelessly lazy.

Kisses honeyed by oblivion.

Since there's no help, come let us kiss and part.

If a body meet a body going to the Fair, If a body kiss a body need a body care?

Comin' through the rye, poor body, Comin' through the rye, She draigl't a' her petticoatie, Comin' through the rye . . . . Gin a body meet a body Comin' through the rye, Gin a body kiss a body Need a body cry?