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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

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
If love is rain ours is always pouring.
ANA DEE

Love One Liner Ourselves Rain Relationship
How can I be soft when tough love is all I ever known?
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Heart Broken Love Myself Soft Tough
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
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
You are a waterfall of a woman. It’s no wonder why you’re always ready to spill.
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Water Woman Wonder Yourself
I write poetry in my sleep because you only visit me in my dreams.
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Dream Myself Visit Writing
Everyone chases fairytales and magic until love becomes an illusion.
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Deep Fairy Tale Illusion Love Magic
I write to feel closer to you.
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Feeling Myself Poet Writing 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?
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Beautiful Deep Myself Search Stars
Rain over me. I’ll still set like the sun for you.
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Myself Rain Sun Yourself
I watch in silence as day turns to dusk as our love turns to dust.
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Love Myself Ourselves Silence
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
I imagine myself cold as ice falling into your open arms. Everyone says it’s beautiful where I am but I’d rather be where you are.
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Beautiful Cold Imagination Myself Yourself
Static heart. Work of heart. Purify me with a dirty tongue.
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Heart Myself Romance Tongue Work
I dream about the body I wish I had and all the ways I could be touched in it.
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Body Dream Myself Touch

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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