Your lips are like pressing my lips against two clouds and embracing what is really on the inside
Or maybe more like a fresh mango from a tree when I take a bite my taste buds are in the state of euphoria and the juice left evidence of it's presence around my mouth
Those lips of yours are like a mother nuzzling her first born
That first kiss from you were against my lips but it touched my soul and changed my perspective ...
On what exactly I'm still trying to figure out but I know my perspective changed
I started thinking backwards and seeing in reverse
Your lips fit like the missing puzzle piece that one piece that goes in no matter which way you place it so you know it has to be right
After kissing you my lips become star struck they cannot believe that they are able to embrace the grace of your mouth
It's like all the passion stored inside of you is poured out when our lips meet
Kissing you lets me know how it feels to be touched by an angel
Nov 26, 2012
Nov 26, 2012 at 11:03 PM UTC
Your lips are like pressing my lips against two clouds and embracing what is really on the inside
Or maybe more like a fresh mango from a tree when I take a bite my taste buds are in the state of euphoria and the juice left evidence of it's presence around my mouth
Those lips of yours are like a mother nuzzling her first born
That first kiss from you were against my lips but it touched my soul and changed my perspective ...
On what exactly I'm still trying to figure out but I know my perspective changed
I started thinking backwards and seeing in reverse
Your lips fit like the missing puzzle piece that one piece that goes in no matter which way you place it so you know it has to be right
After kissing you my lips become star struck they cannot believe that they are able to embrace the grace of your mouth
It's like all the passion stored inside of you is poured out when our lips meet
Kissing you lets me know how it feels to be touched by an angel
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