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Then let amourous kisses dwell On our lips, begin and tell A Thousand and a Hundred score A Hundred and a Thousand more
The lips of the wise are as the doors of a cabinet; no sooner are they opened, but treasures are poured out before thee.
And I definitely do that very British thing of, take things with a pinch of salt, stiff upper lip, you know what I mean?
Mulling this over, Vlad wiped her lip gloss from his lips with the back of his hand.Vampires, after all, didn't sparkle.
Live with your lips pressed against your fears, kissing your fears, neither pulling back nor aggressively violating them.
You know how you're supposed to choose between playing up your eyes or your lips? I always choose lips. I love the drama.
There's a hazy smile on her lips that won't go away, and her hair is a mess. It's like a brushfire filled with casualties.
Our whole economy is based on planned obsolescence, and anyone who can read without moving his lips should know it by now.
Those lips looked tasty, especially when they said things like ' i jumped up every time someone knocked, hoping it's be you
I had very big lips growing up, so my brother started to call me Scooter Fish because he decided a scooter fish has big lips.
They kissed for the sort of endless moment that only exists between lovers whose lips are still new territory to one another.
You can really get poked in the back and not feel it very much, but just a feather around your lips and you really do feel it.
The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so cold.
They'll kill you for doing this," I breathed in a brief moment when his lips traveled to my neck. "If I don't I'll die anyways.
Ever since my daughter was born I feel the fleetingness of time. And I don't want to waste it on getting the perfect lip color.
He tried to pull me against him, and I bit him on the lip. He licked his lip with the tip of his tongue. 'Did you just bite me?
No words come easily to my lips. I think ultimately - what I like to think is that I'm in some sense hearing the mystery itself.
When it comes to make-up, I usually go au natural most of the time and opt for a basic blush, lip gloss and kohl for a day look.
Thank you for loving me For being my eyes When I couldn't see For parting my lips When I couldn?t breathe Thank you for loving me
People love talking, and I have never been a huge talker. I carry on an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips.
Some words live in my throat breeding like adders. Others know sun seeking like gypsies over my tongue to explode through my lips
Fame comes with its own standard. A guy who twitches his lips is just another guy with a lip twitch - unless he's Humphrey Bogart.
Roarke, what's going on here?' 'Lieutenant.' He leaned forward, touched his lips to hers. 'Indications are we're having a romance.
To conceal anything from those to whom I am attached, is not in my nature. I can never close my lips where I have opened my heart.
I defy anyone to produce any evidence that the word 'happy' has ever crossed my lips. I am not now, nor have I ever been, 'happy.'
A twinge at the edge of her lips and she continued, the soft, slow lilt of recitation: "Ancient walls that sing the distant hours.
He turned away; he threw himself on his face on the sofa. 'Oh, Jane! my hope - my love - my life!' broke in anguish from his lips.
Philosophers are often actively disinterested in what happens between the cup and the lips (after all, that's "non-ideal theory").
My friend "M" says the irony of being a zombie is that everything is funny, but you can't smile, because your lips have rotted off.
At that point I asked myself: How is it that she is not amazed at herself, that she keeps her lips closed and makes no such remark?
She kissed me harder, breath huffing into my mouth, and bit my lip. Oh, hell that was amazing. I growled before I could stop myself.
The Ethiop gods have Ethiop lips, Bronze cheeks, and woolly hair; The Grecian gods are like the Greeks, As keen-eyed, cold and fair.
I will remember the kisses, our lips raw with love, and how you gave me everything you had and how I offered you what was left of me.
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 months before.
Lips to lips, mouth to mouth, Comes the speaker of the shrouds, Suck in the spirit, speak the words, Let secrets of the dead be heard.
"And I love you too." His fingers skate the edge of my jaw, dance briefly over my lips. "You should know that. You have to know that."
I’m going out to let my real talent show, not to just stand there and dance around. Personally, I’d never lip-synch. It’s just not me.
When I'm actually assembling a scene, I assemble it as a silent movie. Even if it's a dialog scene, I lip read what people are saying.
...if I see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine, I shall need no other happiness.
I only remember a few things about Jimmy Carter. He had big lips and liked peanuts. I now know that Jimmy Carter was and is a good man.
It is hard work to be good when you are very little and very hungry, and have many sticks to beat you, and no mother's lips to kiss you.
Cinder twisted up her lips. "Do you think it could have a virus?" "Maybe her programming was overwhelmed by Prince Kai's uncanny hotness.
I hurt with the insatiate longing, until I feel that there will never be any relief until I take a long, deep, wild draught on your lips.
I do like a little make-up though. I like a little mascara and lip gloss at least. But when I go to the gym I'd feel weird wearing make-up.
If you want to get rich from writing, write the sort of thing that's read by persons who move their lips when they're reading to themselves.
Maybe you should get rid of me,” I whisper onto his lips. “Never,” he says, kissing me once softly. “You’re mine for as long as you breathe.
I don't tend to go totally bare, but on non-filming days, I will only wear tinted moisturiser, mascara, blusher, and a ChapStick for my lips.
I very seldom, during my whole stay in the country, heard a sentence elegantly turned, and correctly pronounced from the lips of an American.
Not one word," Kel warned. "Tobe and I have reached an understanding." Neal's lips twitched. "Why do I feel you did most of the understanding.
At the age of ten, I thought if a boy kissed you on the lips, you would have a baby, and I surely wasn't the only youngster who believed that!