Your voice sends vibrations through my ears, as the frequency of each word that falls from your lips, tracing every bone of my spine, making me weak.
Jenny AJenny A Even if I have no other makeup on, I always want a nude lip, and if I’m going to do a bright, I want it to be matte.
Gigi HadidGigi Hadid The Bread that we need each day to grow in eternal life, makes of our will a docile instrument of the Divine Will; sets the Kingdom of God within us; gives us pure lips, and a pure heart with which to glorify his holy name.
Edith SteinEdith Stein The great moments of life are but moments like the others. Your doom is spoken in a word or two. A single look from the eyes; a mere pressure of the hand, may decide it; or of the lips though they cannot speak.
William Makepeace ThackerayWilliam Makepeace Thackeray For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.
Judy GarlandJudy Garland Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.
Judy GarlandJudy Garland Sometimes it’s better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
Percy Bysshe ShelleyPercy Bysshe Shelley On my knees, lips slightly parted thirsty, ready for a strong stiff one. Make it neat I love the burn.
Laura Natoli-KearneyLaura Natoli-Kearney Oh, how I wish you were here bathing in the silky sheets of my dreams, your lips on mine a flame and wine smoke in the air clouds filled with thoughts oh, how I long for your skin and touch.
Zuzanna SzostakZuzanna Szostak She spoke with so much hope, the future dancing on her lips like a flame.
Blake AudenBlake Auden We’re toxic to each other. And maybe that’s why we love each other.
Norah RoseNorah Rose Maybe I should just let myself feel to the point that I don’t feel anything. It’s the game of feelings, I think it’s time to play with my own.
Astha SrivastavaAstha Srivastava Choosing yourself should not be an option, It should be a decision.
Aradhna S BirenAradhna S Biren I lost parts of me when I split into two and most of those pieces seeped into you.
TMCTMC Your arms around me – and for the first time in years, I feel like I am home.
M.K. StandbyM.K. Standby I breathe in the first glimmers of freedom – it tastes of sweet hopefulness.
Alma-May NoaAlma-May Noa
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