It is not what a poem says with its mouth, it’s what a poem does with its eyes.
When words are too heavy for the mouth, the soul weeps in agony
No, honestly, my mouth shouldn’t be able to function unless my brain’s engaged.
She looked as if butter wouldn’t melt in her mouth – or anywhere else.
Careful, Sandi. You’re about to let your bulldog mouth overload your bird-dog bite.
If she’d just kept her mouth shut, she would have been perfect, but no…
I put my foot in my mouth more than I speak properly.
I actually get a metallic taste in my mouth when I think about electric music.
Tyler’s words coming out of my mouth. I used to be such a nice person.
The first thing that comes out of my mouth is always right.
His mouth is for export and his head has no entrance.