For the last time, he gently kissed her mouth and her closed eyes.

I tilted her head back and kissed her eyes.

He kissed her eyes again, wet with tears or sapphires.

Then he kissed her eyes, forcing her to close them.

He kissed her wet eyes and found her lips again.

She gently removed his hand and kissed his closed eyes.

I couldn't remember anyone ever kissing my eyes before.

He had held it in his arms in the dark and kissed its eyes.

He bent down, wincing from the pain in his shoulder, and kissed her eyes.

He kissed her eyes and mouth, then pushed her from him.