Judy Garland

“For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul”

Kisses kept are wasted;

“Kisses kept are wasted,
Love is to be tasted
There are some you love, I know,
Be not loathe to tell them so
Lips go dry and eyes grow wet,
Waiting to be warmly met
Keep them not in waiting yet,
Kisses kept are wasted”

By Edmund Vance Cooke

Come and meet me soon

“Come and meet me soon, you are away and I wanna love you – My lips are chapped, they’re drying without the touch of yours”

Jarod Kintz

“She had two lips like strawberries, and the seeds gave her kisses texture. I preferred kissing her over two scoops of vanilla ice cream?”
– This Book Has No Title

Brett Tate

“Her lips full and inviting, she has an infectious laugh and glassy cackle in her eyes, and a 2000 volt sexual charisma that beckons me like a fluff girl on scuffed knees”

Brett Tate – Born on 3 March 1982 in Roma, Queensland, attended Clontarf Beach State High School. He is an Australian professional rugby league footballer who currently plays for the North Queensland Cowboys in the National Rugby League (NRL). He later moved to Toowoomba to pursue a career in Rugby League.(citation needed) After playing with the Redcliffe Dolphins, he was signed by the Brisbane Broncos. (source – http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brent_Tate )

Michaela Tatualla

I want to kiss your reddish lips,
I want to touch your rosy cheeks,
I want to hear your lovely voice,
Although it can make a loud noise..

I will forget all my sorrow,
Just to be with you tomorrow,
Thinking you’re always beside me,
Hoping that you’ll never leave me..

Ella Wheeler Wilcox

I love your lips when they’re wet with wine;
And red with a wild desire;
I love your eyes when the love light lies;
Lit with a passionate fire.
I love your arms when the warm white flesh;
Touches mine in a fond embrace;
I love your hair when the strands enmesh;
Your kisses against my face.

Martini

We stood in the doorway
his hands on my waist
the clock tickling loudly
almost in haste

He moved in closer
his eyes locked in mine
I long for his kiss
For just a moment in time

His lips meet mine
and I feel the sensation
no longer must I wait
to give into the sweet temptation

My knees go weak
my palms become sweaty
I go back to that place
I have been so many times already

The world disappears
all that’s left is him and I
and as we pull away
I feel as though I could fly..