she’s flower-sweet and fire-wild
– butterflies rising
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touch stars with me…
i’m restless
and wild again and all
i wanna do is get lost with you…
i’m on edge in my skin
and the stillness feels loud
and slowing it all down isn’t going
to calm this wildfire heart…
i want to chase where it’s racing to
and follow what it’s aching for,
so take me somewhere beautiful and
show me something breathtaking;
let’s go somewhere with less gravity…
break free with me.
touch stars with me.
lose time with me…
because this restlessness
is running wild again, but the peace
always feels like you.
– butterflies rising
Read More →just take me somewhere beautiful and show me something breathtaking…
just take me somewhere beautiful and show me
something breathtaking… let’s go somewhere with
less gravity. break free with me. touch stars with me.
lose time with me…
– butterflies rising
Read More →she’s got all that wildflower energy in her veins…
she’s a flower out in the wilderness…
she’s a flower
out in the wilderness…
touched by moonlight
and free in the open air
and wild sun
– butterflies rising
Read More →in the way a flower out in the wilderness is beautiful…
in the way a
flower out in the wilderness is beautiful,
touched by nothing but open air
and wild sun…
i hope you know… you matter now.
chosen by no one.
belonging to yourself.
– butterflies rising
Read More →all that wildflower energy in your veins…
could you love her, still: when she blooms and wild and burns bright
could you
love her, still…
when she’s not only
soft in your arms
but when she’s wild
with the moon and restless…
and maybe just a little out of reach
from your fingertips.
could you love her, still,
when she’s not only sweet and
resting easy on your chest,
but when she’s wild blossomed in the night
and searching for more inside of herself
than who you may think she is.
could you love her
not just when she’s flowers
but when she’s fire.
she has to know… if she lets you close…
when she blooms wild and burns bright…
could you love her, still.
– butterflies rising
Read More →she blooms wild and burns bright ™
somewhere there is a lover who will kiss you like you have poetry and addiction on your lips…
somewhere
there is a lover who
will kiss you like you have
poetry and addiction
on your lips
and needs your touch
and taste like mercy
on their soul
– butterflies rising
Read More →that there are wilder sunsets and more colors to know. that there are still answers for what’s pulling at you….
i think
you have to chase it.
that thing that tells you…
keep. going.
that there are wilder sunsets
and more colors to know.
that there are still answers for
what’s pulling at you.
that the emptiness and heartbreak aren’t
where love will leave you because somewhere
there is a lover who will kiss you like you have
poetry and addiction on your lips and who
needs your touch and taste like
mercy on their soul.
and there are all those virgin, unfelt things in you;
still untouched and tender and unfolding.
so you have to keep searching.
for all that soul stuff.
until your intangible aches are in the flesh
and that fire within you is spilling all around you…
i think you have to keep going.
– butterflies rising
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