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Tea Bagged


I just got tea bagged by Earl Grey (the tea bag, not the actual guy). Until now I didn’t even think that was possible.

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Take Me

Being in your arms reminds me of the sweetness of Summer.
This is why I come alive when you come around.

At night the light I see in your eyes keeps my troubles at bay.
All the things we say & do because we have each other.

Being “yours” means more than silver or gold.
So give me the gift of your warmth when you come around.

Love is a revelation, not a tragedy.

The better angels of our nature rise to the top when we’re together.
Take me by the hand with every word you live & breathe.

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Overwhelmed (By Our Own Design)


Your sweet frustration tastes like strawberries & honey.

We live or die by our own design
Look at us right now

Crossing the line
We’re hard to define
Intertwined stories coming together as we please, creating true fiction from our friction
We’re not ruled by what we know
We’re married to the night as though it’ll never end
This special quality keeps us connected, distance be damned

No end in sight with you before me
Wanting more only comes naturally

This right here is no illusion
Show me what I’ve been missing
There’s no promise in expectations, only actions
You want to go another round, come in closer
The closer I am, the closer you’ll be to ecstasy
A stroke of beauty cascading through your every motion

Swimming in a sea of time
Swept up in everything, but our surroundings

I know you’ve been waiting to be taken until you can no longer speak
Such voluptuous emotions need time to breathe
Our lips keep starting fires that won’t retire every time we make contact
Had to uncover that perfect insanity that you’ve been craving
Your sweet frustration tastes like strawberries & honey

Devoured by devotion, intimacy exposes our souls seeking release
This passion alters our consciousness

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Burning (Into The Night) [Pt. 4]

Tried to live my life looking through your eyes, because you’re all I see
Can’t hold back, your touch is my language, and your presence my purpose
I can leave it all behind with you on my mind
Take me deep into the distance, don’t you ever stop
Burning bright into the night

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Burning (Into The Night) [Pt. 3]

Taking time to appreciate what we see in one another
If it isn’t one thing or another, there’s always a reason
New season, new mood
We’re always changing into simply sophisticated creatures becoming more than we once were
We live or die by the breaths that we take together
Burning bright into the night

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