Red lips and fragrance always top off an outfit for me.
My lips are like camera for her, whenever I click her with my lips, she smiles.
A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.
Your lips were made for mine, Beck. You are the reason I have a mouth, a heart.
love wounds me with soft pillows with tender lips and fingers
Little Richard, he’d say, ‘Oh Dick Dale! You have luscious lips!’
when whisperedwhat an exquisitesong, it makes-your name.
A kiss-goodnight Can last for hoursMoaning into your mouthLicking the sweetnessOf my lipsBiting softlyHolding on To the taste of yoursNever wanting To let goAsking you To kiss me foreverAsking the goodnight-kissTo becomeA kiss-good-morningA kiss-I-love-youAn entwined...
I can read lips. Especially if they have words tattooed on them.
I clung to each word that fell from his lips like a spider to a web.
Pretty girls kissed me on victory day, their lips soft red petals brushing my face.
My lips still quiver when I think about her smile.