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Tell me I’m your sweet thing so I can simmer in sweet dreams tonight.

Ana Dee

Everyone chases fairytales and magic until love becomes an illusion.
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Deep Fairy Tale Illusion Love Magic
I set sail eagerly and hungrily on the sea of love, to which there is no end in sight – only bright beginnings.
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Beginnings Bright Deep End Love Myself Sea View
He 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.
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Burn Flame Himself Love Myself Relationship Sacrifice Sea
Play me a symphony of love with your tongue. It doesn’t have to be romantic.
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Love Music Myself Play Romantic Sex Tongue
Your lips land on mine like a delicate prayer but I can still taste my mistakes years later.
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Lips Mistake Myself Prayer Taste Yourself
Rain over me. I’ll still set like the sun for you.
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Myself Rain Sun Yourself
I was on fire. You didn’t even hesitate stepping into the flames. After tonight I am certain all the neighbors know your name.
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Fire Myself Relationship Sex Sound Yourself
Grasping for empty promises creating hazards in the dark. Leaving a mess we can’t clean up all in the name of love.
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Creation Darkness Empty Leaving Love Name Promise
If there’s still hope for the hopeless, there must be hope for us.
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Hope Love Relationship
I write to feel closer to you.
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Feeling Myself Poet Writing Yourself
If this love is going to break me, at least make my suffering sweet. I want to know what you taste like in sweltering summer heat.
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Break Love Myself Suffering Summer Taste Yourself
Words have taken hostage of my tongue. All the things I’m too afraid to say collect like volcanic ash in my lungs. Vulnerabilities bleed on paper but leave my mouth – never.
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Afraid Collection Leaving Myself Vulnerable Word
Desperate for answers, I go searching in the stars. I ask them: on a scale of one to catastrophe, how beautiful would they say we are?
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Beautiful Deep Myself Search Stars
I imagine myself cold as ice falling into your open arms. Everyone says it’s beautiful where I am but I’d rather be where you are.
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Beautiful Cold Imagination Myself Yourself
You are a waterfall of a woman. It’s no wonder why you’re always ready to spill.
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Water Woman Wonder Yourself
I dream about the lover I wish I had, and all the ways I could be touched by him.
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Dream Love Myself Romance Sex Touch

Tell me I’m your sweet thing so I can simmer in sweet dreams tonight.

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