Trace watched the way her lips came together in a smooth, straight line.

Her lips always came to rest in a cheerful grin.

Then, from those human lips came the scraps of a voice.

Suddenly he did the same, and their lips came very close together on either side of the rose.

As his arms closed she let her lips come open.

His lips came closer, so very close, and Robyn felt the breath still within her.

Her lips come together in what is more a grimace than a smile.

My lips moved, but nothing came out of them; yet this didn't really matter.

She guided the tip of him into her at the moment his lips came down over hers.

The lips come last; I outline them first and then fill in with a brush.