“..her lips were as red as a stop light..”

“Livia, I’m going to be okay. You have to believe it.”The nape of his neck was just inches from her lips. The only things stopping her from tasting it were red lipstick and one hundred pairs of eyes.“I’ve always believed it.” Livia tilted her head so she could see him.Blake held his lips close to hers. They were lost in each other.”

“Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold:Her skin was white as leprosy,The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.”

“There was madness and magic in the slim body he held, and the lips turned up to him were red and trembling and he kissed her.”

“The girls were there, her friends, her parents and he didn’t give a fuck. He dipped in closer and kissed her lightly on the lips.”

“Her friends' lips were red, their teeth white, and their tongues and gums were pink. Pink, too, were the tips of their breasts. Their eyes were aquamarine blue, cherry-black, hazel and maroon.”