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If love is rain ours is always pouring.

Ana Dee

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
If this love is going to break me, at least make my suffering sweet. I want to know what you taste like in sweltering summer heat.
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Break Love Myself Suffering Summer Taste 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.
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Alive Dream Eyes Feeling God Kiss Myself Sun
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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Beautiful Deep Myself Search Stars
I’ve got the midnight blues in the middle of the afternoon – the side effects of missing you.
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Fall In Love I Miss You Love Myself Relationship
Rain over me. I’ll still set like the sun for you.
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Myself Rain Sun Yourself
We commit vanishing acts when things get too close. We flirt like lovers and love like ghosts.
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Act Commitment Flirty Ghost Love
Your lips land on mine like a delicate prayer but I can still taste my mistakes years later.
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Lips Mistake Myself Prayer Taste Yourself
I set sail eagerly and hungrily on the sea of love, to which there is no end in sight – only bright beginnings.
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Beginnings Bright Deep End Love Myself Sea View
Understand my soul – it’s the only love language I care for you to know.
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Care Language Love Myself Soul Understand Yourself
The night is wine and we’re the stars.
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Night Relationship Stars Wine
I long for connection but speak only with your reflection.
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Break Up Connection Fall In Love Myself Reflection Talk
Grasping for empty promises creating hazards in the dark. Leaving a mess we can’t clean up all in the name of love.
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Creation Darkness Empty Leaving Love Name Promise
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.
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Afraid Collection Leaving Myself Vulnerable Word
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 write poetry in my sleep because you only visit me in my dreams.
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Dream Myself Visit Writing

If love is rain ours is always pouring.

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