there’s this feeling when you look
at me… i think maybe it’s love… how you
actually give a damn about all the
mess inside my head.
– butterflies rising
Read More →there’s this feeling when you look at me… i think maybe it’s love…
curious fingertips on dangerously soft skin…
slow kisses on wild skin ©
her fire is drawn to your fire…
wild poetry on our lips when we kiss…
smoke & sugar… you’ve got too much gravity in your head…
smoke & sugar…
you’ve got
too much gravity
in your head.
so take it easy.
and put the heavy down.
we could be delicate here.
or not…
you could come mix
that smoke on your lips
with the sugar on mine
and we can kiss slow and wild
until we forget time
and collapse.
– butterflies rising
Read More →come mix that smoke on your lips with the sugar on mine…
let’s kiss slow and wild until we forget time and collapse…
let’s kiss until we forget time and collapse…
the world is loud, and i wanna get lost with you…
let’s just drive… the world is loud and i wanna get lost… with you
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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