To Devin, Angeal's lips were as good as her eyes in painting a picture of her emotions—and for Angeal, Devin's lips in their casual silent way, told me it was going to be a great day.
There is something eternal about the lips as much as the eyes, for they too are a passing point of soulful communications.
Both of them never quite figured out if the beauty of their lips was more to the softness of their association with the words they spoke.
There was always an honest smile within those lips, always coming forth when words of love were spoken.
But to Devin, though Angeal's lips are pretty, it is the feel of them that sends his mind into a sensual state of intoxication. That's why he reached toward her face and touch them lightly before the urge to kiss her takes over.
But then again, since the kiss is initiated by Angeal herself, he couldn't help but reciprocate, loving the gesture as it is rarely done first by the woman he loves.
