8.20.2019

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some poetry that makes my heart
go boom boom boom just the way
lolita makes my heart go boom
boom boom. + why she's my person

i am drowning in a sea of desire and the only one who can save me is you

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i am drowning in a sea of desire and the only one who can save me is you.
— christy ann martine

for i'll follow you until the end of time, when worlds explode and all the stars go black, and this vast universe goes in on itself; assuming, of course you follow me back.
— bria bilston

because i know if i look at you, i won't be able to stop

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because i know if i look at you, i won't be able to stop. — nicora kladsfen

you. you are my good days. — f. d. soul

i am yours, the way the sea belongs to the moon, the way the moon belongs to the sky, and even if the envious stars break and shatter upon the milky way, i still see heaven in your eyes. — mark anthony

i can't even hold your hand but i love you with a love that no one can understand

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i can't even hold your hand but i love you with a love that no one can understand.
— i.e.

cause at the end of the day you love me for who i really am and through it all you always fight to help me remember who i've always been.
— k.l.

i love you without knowing how, or when, or from where

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i love you without knowing how, or when, or from where. i love you simply, without problems or pride: i love you in this way because i do not know any other way of loving but this, in which there is no i or you, so intimate that your hand upon my chest is my hand, so intimate that when i fall asleep your eyes close. — pablo neruda


while i am alone, i feel so empty and cold like a hollow version of my old self- like i was left in the snow, left to freeze over

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while i am alone, i feel so empty and cold like a hollow version of my old self- like i was left in the snow, left to freeze over. but the warmth of your embrace melts me right down to the core- leaves me blushed and glowing. and each time you speak "i love you" you fill me up a little more; and when i find the truth in "i love you, too" i don't feel so empty.
— g.h.

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