My advice is keep your lips away from the spinning things.
I didn't know how to hold my lips.
For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
What passes the lips goes straight to the hips.
I'd like to bite that lip.
Christmas is a whisper of peace and a sigh of hope on the lips of love.
Don't save bold lashes and red lips for nighttime - do it in the day!
I carry about eight lip balms: Burt's Bees, Rosebud Salve, Eos.
[Talking pictures are] like putting lip rouge on the Venus de Milo.
Who writes poetry imbibes honey from the poisoned lips of life.
'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.
Never a lip is curved with pain that can't be kissed into smiles again.
I love to use beets as a lip tint. It lasts all day.
Truth sits upon the lips of dying men.
One of the things Ford Prefect had always found hardest to understand about human beings was their habit of continually stating and repeating the very very obvious, as in or or At first Ford had formed a theory to account for this strange behaviour. ...
Time seemed to stop; the world around them stilled. There was only her. His thumb caressed at her lips, the lips he wanted to kiss. Katianna rolled her face in his palm—a caressing nuzzle and he stilled, his breath froze in his chest. A response. A...
REVISITING THE LIST 1. Kiss Estelle Okay, at least I've met her. She thinks I'm a creep. And that's withought her knowing I've read her diaries. Unless we somehow fall over, exactly aligned, lip to lip, and gravity causes the pressure, or we find our...
My fingers gripped his sweaty T-shirt. I kept kissing Eagan until he groaned softly in his sleep. “I love you,” I murmured against his lips. I moved away from him. I forced myself to stand, I grabbed my guitar case and I left. On the bus, I kept ...
We stand there for a moment, staring at each other, savoring it. And then all at once, we slam together. Mia's legs are off the ground, wrapped around my waist, her hands dipping in my hair, my hands tangled in hers. And our lips. There isn't enough ...
She tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, and bit her bottom lip. I found it to be such an erotic gesture that it aroused me. My eyes began making love to her in the dark. Unseen hands passed over her curves, quietly descending...trembling at her g...
He finished tying the knot and looked me in the face and I felt my gaze fall from his eyes to his lips and back again. "Why are you giving it back to me?" I asked. He pressed his thumb to my bottom lip and I heard an intake of air. That was me, I tho...
