strong… soft… slow…

…strong hands that can be
soft and slow against your skin

– butterflies rising

i just like how it feels when you’re here, and maybe that’s all i know

– butterflies rising

the way your
fingers fall in mine,
and how your heart is
racing wild,
and how my heart is
racing wild…
i just feel so alive

– butterflies rising

her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art

– butterflies rising

i want to melt
into you like wild honey,
you feel like summer sun

– butterflies rising

you are like golden hour, it all glows different when you’re here

– butterflies rising

my axis pulls and pulls to
wherever you are

– butterflies rising

…that soft, slow “baby” late at night

– butterflies rising

people say they want love,
but they go into relationships asking…

what can you do for me?
what can i get out of you?
who can you be for me?

that’s need. and i just think love is
something different. i think it asks different
questions. i think it looks for different things.
like…

what is this feeling with you?
what can unfold between us?
i want to know who you are.

– butterflies rising

you feel like…
a terrifyingly
effortless fall

and i think
if i come closer
i would not recover
from you

and would i want to

…your beautiful gravity.

– butterflies rising

the way the
sunlight danced on her skin
and stardust lived in her eyes…
he knew he’d never want to look away…

there she was…
just so beautiful and free

– butterflies rising

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