I want you here beside me, to make me feel like the only pearl you’d be looking for in the ocean.
ZUZANNA SZOSTAKEveryday I am finding neverland in your touch just a little bit more than the day before.
More Zuzanna Szostak Quotes
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Yet now as we grow older why must we be frightened of being tranquil?
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Should you find the most convenient way of breathing, it will not make you feel more alive.
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I’m dehydrated, lacking the water you pour into me every time we drown in each other’s navy blue oceans.
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I cried and cried and cried having Realized that the beauty of my soul was being neglected by nobody else but myself.
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I don’t want to get down I want to get high. To stay high to fly high out of it.
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This feeling in my chest is telling me to stay to do as I should, to be where I should but my mind is telling me to go away.
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The beautiful repose of the night its silence and mystery contrasts the commotion of my soul.
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Hatred conquers the sea in which is growing thee them tiny pearls struggling a little trying to solve the final riddle.
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For the most important type of love is love for oneself and only you can hear all of your beautiful verses that never got to see the light of the day.
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Oh, how I wish you were here bathing in the silky sheets of my dreams, your lips on mine a flame and wine smoke in the air clouds filled with thoughts oh, how I long for your skin and touch.
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We laid in bed with our hands tied, talked about love and clear, summer skies.
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Even on the darkest days the sun still rises.
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I feel all that, your touch your presence your breath but can’t tell if its you I’m looking at.
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I can truly see myself in that light, the green iris of my eye like a jungle, full of life. And when snow covers the green, and my skin looses its color I crave that wilderness in my eye.
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I can truly see myself in that light, the green iris of my eye like a jungle, full of life. And when snow covers the green, and my skin looses its color I crave that wilderness in my eye.
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