You’re my Sunday morning and my Saturday night.
AMANDA KARCH
We may be sweet but that is no invitation for taste.
More Amanda Karch Quotes
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You’re my Sunday morning and my Saturday night.
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An angel’s soft breath coating the grounds, a gentle caress wakes us now.
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Those lips on mine: Not I want you, but I need your kisses.
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Look at our story: It is enduring.
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Creativity is born from you.
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What is a home if it isn’t waking up next to you?
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I say five more minutes but what I really mean is never leave me.
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I stay up waiting and maybe that’s why I can’t sleep.
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We may be sweet but that is no invitation for taste.
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Your eyes: a tender illustration of love, how you paint affirmations across my bare skin.
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Your legs twitch in your sleep like you’re running to me in your dreams.
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I could write another love poem but my metaphors get mixed like the drinks I had the night that more than our paths crossed – strongly.
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A year already separates us; I don’t want miles between us too.
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Tied up by my heartstrings, I can’t break free from feelings – the restraints too tight, the love too strong.
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We are built on a foundation of facades.
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Our love is that light up every room star.
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