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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?

Ana Dee

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
I used every color on my palette to bring you back to life. Now you paint the most beautiful rainbows in someone else’s skies.
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Beautiful Break Up Heart Broken Life Myself Sky Trust Yourself
I kiss the skies, set the sun in my eyes and swallow up the streams. I swear to god, I only feel alive in my most ludricious dreams.
ANA DEE

Alive Dream Eyes Feeling God Kiss Myself Sun
Tell me I’m your sweet thing so I can simmer in sweet dreams tonight.
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Dreams Fall In Love Myself Night Relationship
We kiss like fire and wind drifting, into the woods of our unspoken sins.
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Fire Kiss Love Nature Relationship Romance Sin
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
If love is rain ours is always pouring.
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Love One Liner Ourselves Rain Relationship
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
I long for connection but speak only with your reflection.
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Break Up Connection Fall In Love Myself Reflection Talk
I write poetry in my sleep because you only visit me in my dreams.
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Dream Myself Visit Writing
Understand my soul – it’s the only love language I care for you to know.
ANA DEE

Care Language Love Myself Soul Understand 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.
ANA DEE

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?
ANA DEE

Beautiful Deep Myself Search Stars
Lost in the space between friend and lover. I am and none of these things.
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Friendship Lost Love Myself Space Worth
Lightening lover I wonder if you know you’re the reason why I’m always chasing the storm.
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Light Love Myself Reason Storm
We commit vanishing acts when things get too close. We flirt like lovers and love like ghosts.
ANA DEE

Act Commitment Flirty Ghost Love

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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