playlist in the background, stars outside the windows…

nothing but highway lines with your hand on my legs and a slow. kiss. on your neck

the world is loud
and i wanna get lost…
with you.
so let’s just go anywhere.
any miles an hour.
nothing but
highway lines
with your hand on my legs
and a slow. kiss.
on your neck
and our racing hearts
so deep in this messy love
and the destination;
wherever wild runs…
playlist in the background,
stars outside the windows,
let’s just drive.

– butterflies rising

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the closest heartbeat…

sometimes,
we just can’t come close
and not get hurt.
this life,
it can be so hard for lovers here.
our hearts hidden in heavy
human stories,
our hearts wrapped up
in so much hurt.
and you bruise each other at the touch.
and you both go a little mad along the way.
so what you feel…
it has to live somewhere in those soul places.
and how you love,
it’s in distant heartbeats.
and how you hope, my god
how you hope
that maybe, just maybe,
there is some other way,
in some softer place, in some kinder time
where you find a way to break. through.
and you can unbreak yourselves
and unbreak your hearts
and you can unfold into love
and they can fall into you
and you can feel them in the
closest heartbeat.

– butterflies rising

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aren’t even mine…

it’s

it’s one of the darkest feelings
i’ve ever known… unworthy.

and maybe i want to learn to start
questioning it when i feel it.
like… is it always even mine?

because if it’s from someone else…
someone else’s unkindness, or judgment,
or their own unworthiness they’re projecting…
then i want to learn to say no.

i think maybe my own battles would get a little
easier to face if i wasn’t also fighting the
ones that aren’t even mine.

– butterflies rising

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love me youngblooded and firehearted…

love me
stretched out,
wing tips
touching nothing
but wild air…
love. me.
youngblooded and firehearted.
and when there’s aching in me,
please say, “chase it.”
and when there’s growing in me,
please say,
“it’s beautiful.”
love this restless soul
and this bleeding heart
that are falling all over you
messy and wild
just dying to love you
reckless and wild.
love me…
and tell me how free
my lungs will always breathe
when i love you.

– butterflies rising

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love and wandering…

i just wildflower open... soft. vulnerable.

when i get close,
and when i let walls fall…
i become a wild mess.
and i get fully disarmed.
i just wildflower open… soft. vulnerable.
and i become such an easy mark for the way
that forever is such a pretty word off the
corner of your smile… and god,
how it feels like the sweetest. thing.
and i swear it… that stars shine brighter,
and skin feels even softer,
and songs sink in a little deeper,
and the words are the sweetest. sugar.
and they mean ten times, a hundred times,
all the times more… and i feel it all like
lightning and soul-imprint in my marrow.
and it’s beautiful. and it’s terrifying.
because my safe space… is in the wild open,
where there’s growing space and soul-searching space,
and where my fire is bright and my wings are wide
and my breathing is all its own and i can always
feel the way my heart beats on its own…
with me over here. and you over there.
and i don’t know if my heart will ever
settle it… the way everything
is more beautiful when i’m in love,
but i feel so much stronger
when i’m not.

– butterflies rising

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