I Love your lips when they're wet with wine and red with wicked desire. — Ella Wheeler Wilcox Copy Share Image
She touched my hand what a chill I got, her lips are like a volcano that's hot. — Elvis Presley Copy Share Image
I can't get caught in the rain. Can I get your lips to speak my name? — The Ready Set Copy Share Image
“She turned to him and pulled her lips in what he knew must be a smile. “Not at all. I’m having a… — John Williams Copy Share Image
The lips are closed, for the dancer has plenty of other voices at his service. — Lucian Copy Share Image
He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all… — Cecil Frances Alexander Copy Share Image
“I pressed my lips against his shirt. “When I think about my future I see you.” — Jamie McGuire Copy Share Image
Remembrance of our kiss brings not your lips nor mine to mind. The flesh can only envy consumption so divine. — Vanna Bonta Copy Share Image
He sucked his lips in an attempt not to laugh. "Aren't you Spanish?" She raised one arm in a salute. "Viva la… — Julia Quinn Copy Share Image
“He didn't answer. Instead he cupped her face in his hands and drew her towards him. Then he kissed her lightly on… — Sue Margolis Copy Share Image
I have this prominent feature on my face - I don't know if you've noticed - but, well, they're my lips. They… — Chloe Bridges Copy Share Image
The Moment Eternal . . . Just That And No More . . . When Ecstasy's Utmost We Clutch At The Core… — Robert Browning Copy Share Image
I'm a terrible lip-syncer anyway because I have to be in the moment, and I can't lip-sync to something I recorded three… — Barbra Streisand Copy Share Image
L.A. fashion is like lip injections. That confuses me. That's become not just a thing. It's become fashion, part of your outfit.… — Kenny Wormald Copy Share Image
Annabeth didn’t want to sleep, but her body betrayed her. Her eyelids turned to lead. “Percy, wake me for second watch. Don’t… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
To Grace, these were the things that mattered: my hands on her cheeks, my lips on her mouth. The fleeting touches that… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
My most prized possession was my lanyard of Lip Smackers I tore it out of the confines of the paper package, which… — Janet Mock Copy Share Image
“I don’t even know if I have bones in my body anymore. I don’t know how I’m standing. I could melt under… — Lauren Blakely Copy Share Image
Still another danger is represented by those who, paying lip service to democracy and the common welfare, in their insatiable greed for… — Henry A. Wallace Copy Share Image
Your first duty is to be humane. Love childhood. Look with friendly eyes on its games, its pleasures, its amiable dispositions. Which… — Jean-Jacques Rousseau Copy Share Image
She opened her mouth to answer, but he was already kissing her. She had kissed him so many times—soft gentle kisses, hard… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Not everything about me is cute." "That's true, some things are cute. The rest are sexy. Astonishing, agonizingly sexy. It's a wonder… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
A kiss can be like the world turning over. It can be like the tide of a dragon's dream washing through the… — Kate Elliott Copy Share Image
I, for my part, wonder of what sort of feeling, mind or reason that man was possessed who was first to pollute… — Plutarch Copy Share Image
