I’ve got the midnight blues in the middle of the afternoon – the side effects of missing you.
ANA DEEI’ve got the midnight blues in the middle of the afternoon – the side effects of missing you.
ANA DEEYou are a waterfall of a woman. It’s no wonder why you’re always ready to spill.
ANA DEETell me I’m your sweet thing so I can simmer in sweet dreams tonight.
ANA DEEYour lips land on mine like a delicate prayer but I can still taste my mistakes years later.
ANA DEEEveryone chases fairytales and magic until love becomes an illusion.
ANA DEEHe looks at me as if I’m the flame and he’s the sea; he’d turn his tide for a chance to burn with me.
ANA DEEWe commit vanishing acts when things get too close. We flirt like lovers and love like ghosts.
ANA DEERain over me. I’ll still set like the sun for you.
ANA DEEIf love is rain ours is always pouring.
ANA DEEI am still learning to love all the parts of me you kept hidden.
ANA DEEUnderstand my soul – it’s the only love language I care for you to know.
ANA DEEHow can I be soft when tough love is all I ever known?
ANA DEEI was on fire. You didn’t even hesitate stepping into the flames. After tonight I am certain all the neighbors know your name.
ANA DEEI dream about the lover I wish I had, and all the ways I could be touched by him.
ANA DEEI dream about the body I wish I had and all the ways I could be touched in it.
ANA DEEYour presence is poetic, mysterious and deep. If you don’t mind I’d like to read you; uncover the dirty secrets hidden within your pages and fill that missing space between your sheets.
ANA DEE