He didn't falter, and when his lips met hers, she melted in his arms.
His lips brushed the top of her hand lightly.
He bent his head and brushed her lips lightly with his own.
She forced her lips to expel it.
The full lips parted as she smiled and that tiny dimple appeared at the corner of her mouth.
Gathering her in his arms, he pulled her close - his lips seeking hers hungrily.
The analogy of the resolution of a chemical compound with its elements which is often on the lips of those who would justify the independence of thought and the real world, with an agnostic conclusion as to non-phenomenal or trans-subjective reality, is not really applicable.
He paced up and down a few times in silence, but his eyes glittered feverishly and his lips quivered as he began speaking.
The lips twitched and a brow quirked.
He cupped her face in his hands and leaned down, brushing her lips softly with his.