Kiss me like my lips are the oxygen you need to survive or the passion you need to thrive.
AMANDA KARCHA year ago we battled atoms to see each other – spaced apart but still so close together in heart.
More Amanda Karch Quotes
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You’re my Sunday morning and my Saturday night.
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Without you, I’m lost.
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To leap or to fall: that is love’s question.
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Let them run wild like the free spirits they are.
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Stars map my freckles and all I want is you tracing constellations on my skin.
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Look at our story: It is enduring.
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It’s the simple things creating pockets of serenity in a world of uncertainty.
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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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Holy power, but more than water droplets, a whole fucking wave.
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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.
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Don’t shame a woman for speaking her truth because it should be universal.
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The stars can’t compete with your glow so don’t let the world take it away.
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Write me a poem in Morse code, goosebumps on my skin and lines on your neck.
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An angel’s soft breath coating the grounds, a gentle caress wakes us now.
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Together we traced daydreams on each other’s skin, kisses our paintbrush.
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The monsters are no longer under our beds.
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I never knew love till my eyes met yours and I saw me forever in the reflection.
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A year already separates us; I don’t want miles between us too.
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Kiss me before my eyes surrender to dreamless nights because how can I dream when I live in one?
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Our love is that light up every room star.
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A year ago we battled atoms to see each other – spaced apart but still so close together in heart.
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We are built on a foundation of facades.
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Constricted hearts do not bode well for a mind that ties itself in knots.
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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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Our love cannot be contained within a photograph.
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