The lips of an Angel are not lips of angels, naturally; they're human lips. They're the lips of the world's prettiest maiden. Upon seeing them, I was taken up in a tornado, wildly flung about by winds of passion, by a storm of love. Upon kissing them, I felt the purity of heaven.
Perhaps they're called the lips of an Angel because they seem like gifts from God, or perhaps they're called that because of their ultimate purity. Either way, they truly are something to behold and experience, and indeed joyful are they who find someone whom they esteem as the prettiest person in the whole world; someone who enraptures them to heaven with a kiss and makes them speak in the most beautiful language--the language of love-- for the rest of their days.
These are the lips of an Angel, but no matter what answer you get for your question my friend, you'll never truly understand it until you have found a maiden whose kiss makes you float to heaven: a mere mortal in the realm of immortals, a foreigner among angels.
Adonis
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