Tag: Crush

his words…

i just get captured by his vocabulary

i just get
captured by his vocabulary…

and it isn’t in perfect grammar
or in fancy words,
but in how, and why, and when
he chooses words

there’s just something
in the moments, and in the places,
and in the because…
and it’s in this way that only he does

it feels like… fingerprints,
or just this little glimpse into how,
and why, and who he is.

– butterflies rising

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heartbeats and bite marks and body heat…

we crave everything. from the soul-deep to being tangled up in heartbeats and bite marks and body heat

you and i,
we get restless, and we run wild,
and we need more than
an ordinary love and a tamed life
because some aches are made of everything.
we crave everything. from the soul-deep
to being tangled up in heartbeats
and bite marks and body heat;
we’re driven by our instincts,
and we get drunk on moonlight,
and god, how we need a life made of
things we can chew on,
and we need nights where we find ourselves
when we lose a little sleep
and we feel 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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it could be something beautiful…

all of this heat and heart and wild intensity... it's beautiful. - butterflies rising

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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