playlist in the background, stars outside
the windows… let’s just drive.
– butterflies rising
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Tag: Connection
from over here, love looks so sweet. but… so. terrifying…
from over here,
love looks so sweet.
but… so. terrifying.
because i don’t yet know how.
how to be so close to someone and not
crumble into a wild mess of love
where i lose me.
the last time i got close…
my god, how i lost me.
so much that i could barely feel me. or hear me.
and it’s the deepest ache i’ve ever known
when i can’t feel me.
so i’m still learning… how not to dim
and quiet and run and hide and tame me.
how to hold my own fire even when
my heart catches fire.
how to hold on so tight to my own depths
that even when i’m tangled deep in you…
i’m still always mine…
and i’m still learning how to be mine.
– butterflies rising
– butterflies rising
Read More →a sensitive king… that vulnerable heart underneath all his dirty edges…
a sensitive king… that vulnerable heart
underneath all his dirty edges.
– butterflies rising
Read More →go with me… bare skin in sunshine, wild under moonshine…
go with me
everywhere in the world,
bare skin in sunshine,
wild under moonshine,
let’s go
– butterflies rising
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wolves and lovers…
wolves and lovers…
wolves and lovers,
restless and running wild,
we need more than an ordinary love
and a tamed life
because some aches are made of everything.
craving. everything. from the soul-deep to
being tangled up in heartbeats and
bite marks and body heat…
driven by instincts and drunk on moonlight,
we need a life made of things
we can chew on,
and nights where we find ourselves
when we lose a little sleep
and we feel the blood in our veins
and the passion in our chests like kerosene…
so i’ll go with you, if you’ll come with me…
and we’ll burn… we’ll run… we’ll love.
– butterflies rising
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so many moons in you: destiny in those wild eyes…
all
that destiny
in those wild eyes,
so much passion in
that wild heart,
all the marks on you
and the strength in you
from the mountains within you
that you’ve scaled to get here…
so. many. moons. in you
…it’s beautiful.
– butterflies rising
Read More →your lips on my skin and i crumble into wild little butterflies…
the way he loved her untamed…
the way he loved her untamed,
with breathing room and growing space.
letting her have wings and fires burning…
how he’d just watch the light play with
the glow in her skin.
– butterflies rising
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