“With my teethI have seized lifeUpon the knife of my youth.With my lips today,With my lips alone...”
“My lips have always been yours to kiss.”
“Yeah, I’ll believe that the day you give up your lip balm.”I gasped. “Never. Without it my lips feel naked and alone.” (Charity Rising)”
“Twas not my lips you kissedBut my soul”
“By the time we leave, I have red lips and curled eyelashes, and I’m wearing a bright red dress. And there’s a knife strapped to the inside of my knee. This all makes perfect sense.”
“For it was not into my ear you whispered, but into my heart. It was not my lips you kissed, but my soul.”