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I long for connection but speak only with your reflection.

Ana Dee

Play me a symphony of love with your tongue. It doesn’t have to be romantic.
ANA DEE

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.
ANA DEE

Beautiful Break Up Heart Broken Life Myself Sky Trust Yourself
Understand my soul – it’s the only love language I care for you to know.
ANA DEE

Care Language Love Myself Soul Understand 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
I was on fire. You didn’t even hesitate stepping into the flames. After tonight I am certain all the neighbors know your name.
ANA DEE

Fire Myself Relationship Sex Sound Yourself
Grasping for empty promises creating hazards in the dark. Leaving a mess we can’t clean up all in the name of love.
ANA DEE

Creation Darkness Empty Leaving Love Name Promise
Lightening lover I wonder if you know you’re the reason why I’m always chasing the storm.
ANA DEE

Light Love Myself Reason Storm
Lost in the space between friend and lover. I am and none of these things.
ANA DEE

Friendship Lost Love Myself Space Worth
We commit vanishing acts when things get too close. We flirt like lovers and love like ghosts.
ANA DEE

Act Commitment Flirty Ghost Love
I’ve got the midnight blues in the middle of the afternoon – the side effects of missing you.
ANA DEE

Fall In Love I Miss You Love Myself Relationship
ANA DEE

Eyes Forget Lost Love Myself Run Time Yourself
Your presence is poetic, mysterious and deep. If you don’t mind I’d like to read you; uncover the dirty secrets hidden within your pages and fill that missing space between your sheets.
ANA DEE

Bed Deep Dirty Hide Mindset Missing Myself Mystery Poet Presence Reading Secret Space Yourself
Rain over me. I’ll still set like the sun for you.
ANA DEE

Myself Rain Sun Yourself
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
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
I dream about the body I wish I had and all the ways I could be touched in it.
ANA DEE

Body Dream Myself Touch

I long for connection but speak only with your reflection.

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