fluid and wrap goes on the petrified soul and the body begins to glow an orangish aura from down below
jars of organs and the men see light at the end of the tunnel
Mpolo
It was hard as a rock; the scorching sun looked down and did nothing to ease its’ passing. Still, holding the item in my hand, I wondered what it was like so many years ago-when it was fresh and new.
Samantha
lips chapped with the cold front of the windy weather wihout any warm cozy scarf
no lady will ses the chapped and cracked battle field of the wandering men
look at the Chap-stick and see the finish line
Mpolo
lip balm is the best stuff in the world. I’m pretty sure I’m addicted to it. Every hour I’m scrambling for my purse to get that sweet pina colada lipbalm to apply to my overly moisturized lips. I just can’t get enough of it I think I have a problem.
Megan P
Nice… smells… greasy… Giliad… healing… healthk… in a tin… made with herbs…
Mary
i don’t like
Anonymous
Balm. Lip Balm? Balmy beaches? Reminds me of the ocean, the vast, blue diamond ocean. Home to all nautical creatures. The one that comes to mind is not real–a mermaid. I wrote a story about one once. She died in the end. Her name was ruby. Funny, i think i’ll pick up on that story.
Brooke.
I remember that cough, the one that rattled the windows and scraped your esophagus top to bottom. Mom always got out that balm that Dr. Gordon made…the towel warmed in the oven and then covered the green salve on my chest
teacherloarx@hotmail.com
She took the balm and rubbed it on my chest, the sweet aroma of Vick’s burning my nose and clearing out my sinuses. Thanks, Mom, for making something so foul-smelling such a sweet antidote. Too bad that now every time my girlfriend tries to rub lube on my johnson that I can’t stop thinking about my mother. Nevermind that I’m a preemie anyway, but now I’ve got this whole mother complex. Thanks, Mom.
Jessie
the
Anonymous
lip balm helps your lips stay nice and smooth, and it’s pronounced like “bom” not “balm” it’s apparently an english rule, so palm is “pom” and so on. it sounds weird when you say it.
Brenna
Balm is what you put on your lips. It is suppose to moisturize your lips so they will be smooth.
Carlee
i love lip balm. it makes me happy. it helps my lips in the winter.
Anonymous
the soothing balm caressed my palm, as I began to heal. and something I’ve never thought of, because to itself, reveal. though the slippery cream felt good on my soul, the burn never did cease. for the ooze I felt in the secretions of wealth, never did my poor soul release.
Alexandra
i like your lip balm
Anonymous
i put balm on my feet after a long day at the beach, after they are a bit cracked and worn in with the salt and sand. Burt’s Bees works best.Then I put socks on top, and it feels warm and squishy. Gotta love balm.
Allie
lip balm goes on your lips. it helps when your lips are chapped. it makes your lips smooth. you can buy it at the store or sometimes the market. lip malm comes in all different flavors. sometimes different shapes and sizes. they even make soda flavored lip balm. some is for looks, somes for chapped lips, some has medication it it. lip balm smells good. it is best used during summer times.
stephanie brownell
lip
Anonymous
You never really need lip balm until you NEED lip balm. Case in point, my trip to Lake Tahoe. Cold, dry… my lips cracked until they bled. I went on a pilgrimage for Carmex and it saved the day. Read more at http://onewordexperience.blogspot.com
One Word Experience
The balm was soothing, it’s cooling sensation pouring over my flesh like water. I shivered with delight at the sensation, crooning with ecstasy as I rejoiced in it’s relaxing coolness. I reveled in it’s glory, and cherished the beauty of it. The scent, the feel…perfect.
Nekko
the balm fell out of my pocket. i picked it up in a nonchalant manner and proceeded to meet the love of my life outside of a library. i wanted to run up to him and embrace him passionately, but instead my old best friend stood in the way, completely obliviously.
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We kissed so much, that my lip balm was worn away.. we just couldn’t remember the taste of each others tongues, and constantly craved the opportunity to remember it again.. everything was tinged pink an
Anna
It is like a softening of the soul; the sense of peace that the wintry snow provided. It was like a balm; buffering away in its unique way, the feeling of being lost and alone; it closed the world in, made it gentler. Made it cozy; and even its cold white was soothing.
Stephanie Johanesen
I think of bees wax. Of how it can make lip balm when mixed with oil. It’s incredible the things nature can make. Including people. Like me, writing about this word, balm.
Elliot
soothes hands and bodies, old medicine remedy used by healers,
psonik
It is an anagram of mabl
Chris
I applied the citris lip balm to my dry cracked lips. If only this heat wasn’t so heavy. I thought for the thousandth time. Why must we be in the desert where there is no water for my poor skin? It is so dry I can hardly stand it. What a waste of my time.
Da Meesh
she wrote him.
your lover slept with my lover. i thought you should know. the ease of communications through facebook made this revelation easy to do, requiring little thought, little effort, little care of the fallout that would occur.
there would be no balm for this scorched earth message… no way to ease out of a relationship that had ceased to be… all there remained was the intense pain that doubled him over.
and an even more intense need for revenge.
quin browne
In the forests of her hair, I put my nose in deep. Explore the scented regions, get lost in seas of memories. Lost to me, as her voice is not as soft to me, anymore.
jorken
it was a
Anonymous
lips made soft
hands
creamy white
salve
delicious
moisturized and hydrated
i don’t know what else to say..
flavour
mango
smell
chap
dry
scaly
joe
evenings, probably twilight (because I love that word) – and balmy weather. That’s what this word means to mean. Something soothing, splendid, delicious – to taste, to feel, to relish, to bathe in – either literally or figuratively.
Amanda
balmy lip bath stcks of salacious anti crime matters not to the senses which balm you balm king balm rat tat tat yap and then say bam with no l killing ham with turkey bacon i have not eaten dinner.
evan
Shot of Napoleon Dynamite.
A Relient K Song,
Napkin kiss stains
And fresh peaches
And magazine ads;
No, I’m not talking about life here
Myona
balm? as in lip balm? because i could really do with some right now. eh…. what else could i say?…. balm rhymes with palm :S
jamo
it was a balmy sunday morning and I was talking my newborn baby out for our first walk. I had bundled my baby girl all up with her favourite blanket so she would love the outdoors.
Anonymous
it was a balm sunday morning and I was talking my newborn baby out for our first walk. I had bundled my baby girl all up with her favourite blanket so she would love the outdoors.
Anonymous
It was a balm to her spirit. THe love of a hand on her, the wind flapping on her skin. She could see the beach, the trees, the sunset. It was all so peaceful. It wouldn’t last. But maybe, maybe she could take this with her, the feel of a loving touch, the caress of a breeze. A healing on her spirit, as needed as food or air.
AppleDapples
Balm. I put a soothing balm on my heart. I cauterized it, sealed it. No longer will my energy escape my body. I put the balm on lovingly, gently. I touch the spot where this wound is healing, gently.
Elizabeth
Lip balm is what she out on. Her lips so red and juciy. Never have i been so allured. so perfect like strawberries. Yummy they taste like strawberries too.
fluid and wrap goes on the petrified soul and the body begins to glow an orangish aura from down below
jars of organs and the men see light at the end of the tunnel
It was hard as a rock; the scorching sun looked down and did nothing to ease its’ passing. Still, holding the item in my hand, I wondered what it was like so many years ago-when it was fresh and new.
lips chapped with the cold front of the windy weather wihout any warm cozy scarf
no lady will ses the chapped and cracked battle field of the wandering men
look at the Chap-stick and see the finish line
lip balm is the best stuff in the world. I’m pretty sure I’m addicted to it. Every hour I’m scrambling for my purse to get that sweet pina colada lipbalm to apply to my overly moisturized lips. I just can’t get enough of it I think I have a problem.
Nice… smells… greasy… Giliad… healing… healthk… in a tin… made with herbs…
i don’t like
Balm. Lip Balm? Balmy beaches? Reminds me of the ocean, the vast, blue diamond ocean. Home to all nautical creatures. The one that comes to mind is not real–a mermaid. I wrote a story about one once. She died in the end. Her name was ruby. Funny, i think i’ll pick up on that story.
I remember that cough, the one that rattled the windows and scraped your esophagus top to bottom. Mom always got out that balm that Dr. Gordon made…the towel warmed in the oven and then covered the green salve on my chest
She took the balm and rubbed it on my chest, the sweet aroma of Vick’s burning my nose and clearing out my sinuses. Thanks, Mom, for making something so foul-smelling such a sweet antidote. Too bad that now every time my girlfriend tries to rub lube on my johnson that I can’t stop thinking about my mother. Nevermind that I’m a preemie anyway, but now I’ve got this whole mother complex. Thanks, Mom.
the
lip balm helps your lips stay nice and smooth, and it’s pronounced like “bom” not “balm” it’s apparently an english rule, so palm is “pom” and so on. it sounds weird when you say it.
Balm is what you put on your lips. It is suppose to moisturize your lips so they will be smooth.
i love lip balm. it makes me happy. it helps my lips in the winter.
the soothing balm caressed my palm, as I began to heal. and something I’ve never thought of, because to itself, reveal. though the slippery cream felt good on my soul, the burn never did cease. for the ooze I felt in the secretions of wealth, never did my poor soul release.
i like your lip balm
i put balm on my feet after a long day at the beach, after they are a bit cracked and worn in with the salt and sand. Burt’s Bees works best.Then I put socks on top, and it feels warm and squishy. Gotta love balm.
lip balm goes on your lips. it helps when your lips are chapped. it makes your lips smooth. you can buy it at the store or sometimes the market. lip malm comes in all different flavors. sometimes different shapes and sizes. they even make soda flavored lip balm. some is for looks, somes for chapped lips, some has medication it it. lip balm smells good. it is best used during summer times.
lip
You never really need lip balm until you NEED lip balm. Case in point, my trip to Lake Tahoe. Cold, dry… my lips cracked until they bled. I went on a pilgrimage for Carmex and it saved the day. Read more at http://onewordexperience.blogspot.com
The balm was soothing, it’s cooling sensation pouring over my flesh like water. I shivered with delight at the sensation, crooning with ecstasy as I rejoiced in it’s relaxing coolness. I reveled in it’s glory, and cherished the beauty of it. The scent, the feel…perfect.
the balm fell out of my pocket. i picked it up in a nonchalant manner and proceeded to meet the love of my life outside of a library. i wanted to run up to him and embrace him passionately, but instead my old best friend stood in the way, completely obliviously.
We kissed so much, that my lip balm was worn away.. we just couldn’t remember the taste of each others tongues, and constantly craved the opportunity to remember it again.. everything was tinged pink an
It is like a softening of the soul; the sense of peace that the wintry snow provided. It was like a balm; buffering away in its unique way, the feeling of being lost and alone; it closed the world in, made it gentler. Made it cozy; and even its cold white was soothing.
I think of bees wax. Of how it can make lip balm when mixed with oil. It’s incredible the things nature can make. Including people. Like me, writing about this word, balm.
soothes hands and bodies, old medicine remedy used by healers,
It is an anagram of mabl
I applied the citris lip balm to my dry cracked lips. If only this heat wasn’t so heavy. I thought for the thousandth time. Why must we be in the desert where there is no water for my poor skin? It is so dry I can hardly stand it. What a waste of my time.
she wrote him.
your lover slept with my lover. i thought you should know. the ease of communications through facebook made this revelation easy to do, requiring little thought, little effort, little care of the fallout that would occur.
there would be no balm for this scorched earth message… no way to ease out of a relationship that had ceased to be… all there remained was the intense pain that doubled him over.
and an even more intense need for revenge.
In the forests of her hair, I put my nose in deep. Explore the scented regions, get lost in seas of memories. Lost to me, as her voice is not as soft to me, anymore.
it was a
lips made soft
hands
creamy white
salve
delicious
moisturized and hydrated
i don’t know what else to say..
flavour
mango
smell
chap
dry
scaly
evenings, probably twilight (because I love that word) – and balmy weather. That’s what this word means to mean. Something soothing, splendid, delicious – to taste, to feel, to relish, to bathe in – either literally or figuratively.
balmy lip bath stcks of salacious anti crime matters not to the senses which balm you balm king balm rat tat tat yap and then say bam with no l killing ham with turkey bacon i have not eaten dinner.
Shot of Napoleon Dynamite.
A Relient K Song,
Napkin kiss stains
And fresh peaches
And magazine ads;
No, I’m not talking about life here
balm? as in lip balm? because i could really do with some right now. eh…. what else could i say?…. balm rhymes with palm :S
it was a balmy sunday morning and I was talking my newborn baby out for our first walk. I had bundled my baby girl all up with her favourite blanket so she would love the outdoors.
it was a balm sunday morning and I was talking my newborn baby out for our first walk. I had bundled my baby girl all up with her favourite blanket so she would love the outdoors.
It was a balm to her spirit. THe love of a hand on her, the wind flapping on her skin. She could see the beach, the trees, the sunset. It was all so peaceful. It wouldn’t last. But maybe, maybe she could take this with her, the feel of a loving touch, the caress of a breeze. A healing on her spirit, as needed as food or air.
Balm. I put a soothing balm on my heart. I cauterized it, sealed it. No longer will my energy escape my body. I put the balm on lovingly, gently. I touch the spot where this wound is healing, gently.
Lip balm is what she out on. Her lips so red and juciy. Never have i been so allured. so perfect like strawberries. Yummy they taste like strawberries too.