Here I am: a sight to behold.
AMANDA KARCH- Stars map my freckles and all I want is you tracing constellations on my skin.
AMANDA KARCH
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Stars map my freckles and all I want is you tracing constellations on my skin.
More Amanda Karch Quotes
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Here I am: a sight to behold.
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We may be sweet but that is no invitation for taste.
AMANDA KARCHWe may be sweet but that is no invitation for taste.
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The stars can’t compete with your glow so don’t let the world take it away.
AMANDA KARCHThe stars can’t compete with your glow so don’t let the world take it away.
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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.
AMANDA KARCHI 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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Remember when Hershey was the only kiss we were looking for.
AMANDA KARCHRemember when Hershey was the only kiss we were looking for.
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Our love is that light up every room star.
AMANDA KARCHOur love is that light up every room star.
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Your eyes: a tender illustration of love, how you paint affirmations across my bare skin.
AMANDA KARCHYour eyes: a tender illustration of love, how you paint affirmations across my bare skin.
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Without you, I’m lost.
AMANDA KARCHWithout you, I’m lost.
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Creativity is born from you.
AMANDA KARCHCreativity is born from you.
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What is a home if it isn’t waking up next to you?
AMANDA KARCHWhat is a home if it isn’t waking up next to you?
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Stars map my freckles and all I want is you tracing constellations on my skin.
AMANDA KARCHStars map my freckles and all I want is you tracing constellations on my skin.
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Will you wither or will you thrive when the sun hides behind clouds?
AMANDA KARCHWill you wither or will you thrive when the sun hides behind clouds?
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The monsters are no longer under our beds.
AMANDA KARCHThe monsters are no longer under our beds.
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Those lips on mine: Not I want you, but I need your kisses.
AMANDA KARCHThose lips on mine: Not I want you, but I need your kisses.
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A year ago we battled atoms to see each other – spaced apart but still so close together in heart.
AMANDA KARCHA year ago we battled atoms to see each other – spaced apart but still so close together in heart.
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Write me a poem in Morse code, goosebumps on my skin and lines on your neck.
AMANDA KARCHWrite me a poem in Morse code, goosebumps on my skin and lines on your neck.
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