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Static heart. Work of heart. Purify me with a dirty tongue.
ANA DEE

Heart Myself Romance Tongue Work
You are the thunderstorm warning and I’m dancing in acid rain.
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Dance Love Myself Rain Relationship Storm Yourself
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 watch in silence as day turns to dusk as our love turns to dust.
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Love Myself Ourselves Silence
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 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
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.
ANA DEE

Beautiful Break Up Heart Broken Life Myself Sky Trust Yourself
All my friends tell me I need to pull through. But I can’t for I am lost in the sea of you.
ANA DEE

Friendship Lost Love Myself Relationship Sea Yourself
I hope you get everything you pray for. I just pray it isn’t me.
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Hope Myself Prayer
Lost in the space between friend and lover. I am and none of these things.
ANA DEE

Friendship Lost Love Myself Space Worth
Everyone chases fairytales and magic until love becomes an illusion.
ANA DEE

Deep Fairy Tale Illusion Love Magic
If there’s still hope for the hopeless, there must be hope for us.
ANA DEE

Hope Love Relationship
We kiss like fire and wind drifting, into the woods of our unspoken sins.
ANA DEE

Fire Kiss Love Nature Relationship Romance Sin
I write poetry in my sleep because you only visit me in my dreams.
ANA DEE

Dream Myself Visit Writing
You want to taste my ruby lips but fear they’ll leave a mark. Loving you is trespassing, forbidden access to an insecure heart.
ANA DEE

Fear Heart Insecurity Leaving Lips Myself Taste Yourself

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