keep your heart wilder than wild – credited posts
– butterflies rising
Read More →passion in my chest like kerosene…
if you broke me open, that’s what you would find… passion…
if you broke me open, that’s what you would find… passion.
in my veins, in my blood, in my dna… it’s aching to catch fire….
all this passion in my chest like kerosene.
– butterflies rising
Read More →curious fingertips on dangerously soft skin…
slow kisses on wild skin ©
her fire is drawn to your fire…
she’s a wildflower on fire…
a wildflower on fire…
she’s a
wildflower on fire
with all that
sweet soul sugar
making your heart. beat.
and your skin cells rise,
she’s wild butterflies,
and the way she looks at you
under a wild moon
making your pulse move,
her beautiful chaos
asking you to dig deep
into that passion in your bones
and bleed out all those beautiful things
that your own wildfires hold.
– butterflies rising
Read More →if it comes close to you, it has to be destiny-colored and deep. souled…
if it comes
close to you,
it has to be destiny-colored
and deep. souled.
there is too much gold in that skin
for anything but sure hands
to touch it.
there is too. much. fire. in that chest…
they’ve got to dance with your wildness
and play in your beautiful mess
and drip wild poetry on your lips
with their kiss.
if it comes close to you,
it has to feel like this.
nothing less.
– butterflies rising
Read More →wild poetry on our lips when we kiss…
keep chasing all that sweet and wild rebellion in you – butterflies rising – credited posts
keep chasing all that sweet and wild rebellion in you – credited posts
– butterflies rising
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