You have a lovely set of lips
Your top lip looks like the bottom lip turned upside down
Shapeless lips kisses like clouds
They look better pressed
to my cupids bow
When tongues meet and the melting begins
It's almost unreasonable
How much power your lips have over me
That thin line of fat attached to a face
that broke a million hearts
But still I press to them
For comfort
Warmth
Love
May 17, 2015
May 17, 2015 at 9:03 PM UTC
You have a lovely set of lips
Your top lip looks like the bottom lip turned upside down
Shapeless lips kisses like clouds
They look better pressed
to my cupids bow
When tongues meet and the melting begins
It's almost unreasonable
How much power your lips have over me
That thin line of fat attached to a face
that broke a million hearts
But still I press to them
For comfort
Warmth
Love
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