Your love swallows me whole – just please, never spit me out in pieces.
AMANDA KARCH- I never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.
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I never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.
More Amanda Karch Quotes
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Your love swallows me whole – just please, never spit me out in pieces.
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Creativity is born from you.
AMANDA KARCHCreativity is born from you.
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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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Our love is that light up every room star.
AMANDA KARCHOur love is that light up every room star.
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Look at our story: It is enduring.
AMANDA KARCHLook at our story: It is enduring.
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A year already separates us; I don’t want miles between us too.
AMANDA KARCHA year already separates us; I don’t want miles between us too.
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To leap or to fall: that is love’s question.
AMANDA KARCHTo leap or to fall: that is love’s question.
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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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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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Here I am: a sight to behold.
AMANDA KARCHHere I am: a sight to behold.
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Tell me I’m your one and only because no matter how many times you say you love me, I will never tire of hearing it.
AMANDA KARCHTell me I’m your one and only because no matter how many times you say you love me, I will never tire of hearing it.
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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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If creativity calls, you answer. Otherwise, the words are lost to you forever.
AMANDA KARCHIf creativity calls, you answer. Otherwise, the words are lost to you forever.
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All I have ever wanted is to rid my mind of the demons that still trespass, despite all attempts to guard the walls.
AMANDA KARCHAll I have ever wanted is to rid my mind of the demons that still trespass, despite all attempts to guard the walls.
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But once your eyes met mine, addiction blossomed and I was undone – petals unfurling toward the light you held.
AMANDA KARCHBut once your eyes met mine, addiction blossomed and I was undone – petals unfurling toward the light you held.
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I never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.
AMANDA KARCHI never liked nicknames until mine crossed your lips like sugar.
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