the way
his voice sounds,
or the words he speaks…
i can just never decide what
pulls me in more
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way
his voice sounds,
or the words he speaks…
i can just never decide what
pulls me in more
– butterflies rising
Read More →i’m just
too in love with love
for anything less
than that heart racing,
soul craving,
lose my breath,
and feel my infinity
in the beating of your chest
kind of love
– butterflies rising
Read More →i never knew…
because they didn’t want me to know…
that it’s spiritual. touch is spiritual.
passion is spiritual. soul to skin…
it’s. all. spiritual.
they never told me that it could be beautiful.
that i’m beautiful. that you’re beautiful.
and all of that heat and heart
and wild intensity… it’s. beautiful.
and little by little, i’m trying to trade in
shame and fear and just let myself feel
all the things i’ve never let myself feel.
maybe then it could be something… beautiful.
– butterflies rising
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