Just A Kiss On The Lips In The Moonlight Lyrics Mga Nobela at Kwento

So badly! My thoughts are brushed away by Kyrah singing along to the chorus and I can't help but admire the way her lips are moving. "Just a kiss on your lips in the moonlight, just a touch of the fire burning so bright. And I don't want to mess this thing up, I don't want to push too far. Just a shot in the dark that you just might be the one I've been waiting for my whole life. So baby I'm alright, with just a kiss goodnight," she sings and turns to glance at me and I smile at her warmly and she smiles back.

I feel so alive, oh I feel so free. Dancing in the moonlight , now you hold me close, your breath tickles my senses ..you boop my nose. All laughter fills the air, our faces lit up with impish glee... I want this to never end, for we are all just stardust. You and me. Forever yours, Meg

The lyrics of the song played softly in the background: *“If I could hold the moonlight still, And pause the ache the night might spill, I’d give the stars just one request— To keep your heart within my chest.”* I couldn’t help laughing softly as he twirled me. “Your laughter is as bright as wind chimes. It’s contagious,” he said, beaming. But even then, shadows lingered in his eyes. This peace… this moment—it felt borrowed. Fleeting. But it was ours. Even if something darker pulsed beneath his skin, He still held me. Still danced with me. Because right now, what mattered most was this quiet, stolen moment—away from the chaos of the world.

The moonlight caught the gleam in his eye as he pulled me closer to him, holding onto the boat to keep us both afloat. "Kiss me," I said with just a hint of begging. I licked the salt from my lips. His mouth curved up into a smile and he tipped his head to the side, bringing his lips to mine. His tongue was salty with the ocean water as he tasted me, our lips dancing in the dark. Heat began to burn in my core. I didn't want to wait any longer. I wanted Robbie more than I wanted to breathe.

His lips brushed against mine between each word as he talked and tried to kiss me at the same time, "Your lips... belong to me now... you won't deny me... no more resisting... understood?" The night wrapped around us like a secret, and in the soft glow of the moonlight, I surrendered to him completely, "Yes," I managed to whisper as he released my lips for a mere second inbetween.

Once again, I checked every corner in the room but didn't find anyone. I'm certain I'm going to become mad at this crazy girl's thoughts. I'm smiling like a teenager; maybe this is the first time I've smiled this many times in all these years. I looked at the glowing moon and noticed her delicate face in the full moon. You taste like sunshine, just like you've been kissed by the morning light, and I was the darkness dancing with the stars. carelessly, breathlessly, and our lips met softly, color erupting in the atmosphere.

You have to help. For a moment, just for a moment. Everything stills. It’s as if the time itself has stopped. I am seeing everything so clearly. The world around moving in a slow motion. And then I look up, the moon light shining so bright. It’s as if it wants to tell me something. Giving me something. The moon look particularly alive, And then, suddenly…

She giggled and nodded at him. He cleared his throat and started strumming and then singing. Your eyes were blue as the sky Your lips felt so soft that makes high Your touch was like a goodbye For a selfish thought that it would be always mine I was your moon and you were my sun We were always together but always apart In this never-ending space I wish that we'll be intertwined

His kisses are soft but insistent, and I feel the tension in his touch, the heat radiating from his skin as he caresses my arms, guiding me into calm. My eyelids flutter as I surrender to his touch, the world narrowing to the sensation of his fingertips tracing slow, deliberate patterns along my skin. He whispers my name softly, each word a balm that quiets the storm inside me. “Moonlight,” he breathes, and the name is a tether. It pulls me back from the edge.

NOT TONIGHT! Continue reading... Liam Lockey Jan 2015 werewolf you traced constellations on my skin and asked why i didn't let you in a celestial state of mind patientially waiting for a lightning strike just a robot with skin and bone and a daydream to call my own just another werewolf staring at the full moon push your lips close to mine so i can breathe a kiss summer nights in the city lights i think i'll be just fine these ghosts finally put to rest and another unholy mess