Quote by Lisa Canfield

Kiss me. My lips are on fire.You, my friend, are the object of mysecret desire.

Kiss me. My lips are on fire.You, my friend, are the object

Summary

This quote expresses the intense longing and attraction the speaker feels towards someone. The burning sensation in their lips symbolizes their passionate desire for a romantic connection with this individual. The phrase suggests that the speaker has been harboring these feelings in secret, revealing their vulnerability by openly expressing their desire to be kissed by the person they are addressing. The quote captures the intensity of a hidden longing that has finally surfaced, emphasizing the speaker's yearning for a deeper and more intimate connection with their object of desire.

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