When you part your lips that way, I want you night and day. When you squeeze my balls so tight, I wanna… — Red Peters Copy Share Image
Summer set lip to earth's bosom bare, And left the flushed print in a poppy there: Like a yawn of fire from… — Francis Thompson Copy Share Image
I'll Vacuum up my stale hair, I'll pay all my neighbors' bad debts, I'll write a poem called Yellow and put my… — Anne Sexton Copy Share Image
We have heard enough about being practical and efficient and prudent. We heard it preached through several decades that these things would… — Ellis Arnall Copy Share Image
“To get rich, one must have but a single idea, one fixed, hard, immutable thought: the desire to make a heap of… — Petrus Borel Copy Share Image
White boys do eat pussy better than everyone else, though, I will say that. Maybe it's those thin white-boy lips! — Azealia Banks Copy Share Image
Water is the one substance from which the earth can conceal nothing; it sucks out its innermost secrets and brings them to… — Jean Giraudoux Copy Share Image
I stood on my toes and stole a soft kiss from his lips. "Surprise attack," I said. Sam leaned down and kissed… — Maggie Stiefvater Copy Share Image
We sometimes think that being grateful is what we do after our problems are solved, but how terribly shortsighted that is. How… — Dieter F. Uchtdorf Copy Share Image
Eloquence dwells quite as much in the hearts of the hearers as on the lips of the orator. — Alphonse de Lamartine Copy Share Image
There's nothing I hate more than gritty, linty, mysterious pocket schmutz in the cap of my lip moisturizer - or, even worse,… — Rachel Nichols Copy Share Image
It is easier not to say anything. Shut your trap, button your lip, can it. All that crap you hear on TV… — Laurie Halse Anderson Copy Share Image
I spoke it soft, but close enough to brush against her lips. I spoke it quiet, but near enough so that the… — Patrick Rothfuss Copy Share Image
“Why does he have such an unnerving effect on me? His over-whelming good looks maybe? The way his eyes blaze at me?… — E.L. James Copy Share Image
[My mother] died a few months ago, and when she was dead I kissed her lips. For me it was a beautiful… — Mario Giacomelli Copy Share Image
Her lips tarried at mine. Baiting each other with the warmth of our breath, barely grazing, detouring, then connecting. — Craig Thompson Copy Share Image
Let's love, press your lips to mine. Let's kiss, for that thrill divine. — Johnny Mathis Copy Share Image
Kylie bit down on her lip. Burnett took a step forward. He squared his shoulders, empathy filling his eyes. He took a… — C.C. Hunter Copy Share Image
Fine," Strider said tightly. "You can. But you wont. Because you know that if you take the woman out of this home,… — Gena Showalter Copy Share Image
I don't really wear eyeshadow. I'm pretty much always about my lashes and my lips, and then I let the rest of… — Madelaine Petsch Copy Share Image
Then Drew shuffles into the dining hall. I drop my toast, and my mouth drifts open. Calling him “bruised” would be an… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
As he gave a sleepy, growling groan, that hand disappeared under the sheet. Arizona's lips parted, and her heartbeat tripped up. She… — Lori Foster Copy Share Image
I kissed him, trying to bring him back. I kissed him and let my lips rest against his so that our breath… — Jojo Moyes Copy Share Image