the stretching of his heart walls…
and all those flowers growing
from his chest
– butterflies rising
Read More →the stretching of his heart walls…
Tag: Destiny
give me the tender and the fire. i want the angst and ache and wild mess…
give me
the tender and the fire.
i want the angst and ache
and wild mess.
all of it broken open,
nothing less.
because there’s just nothing else
that can disarm me like that.
it completely takes me apart…
a man’s passion and
raw vulnerability,
the stretching of his heart walls
and all those flowers growing
from his chest.
– butterflies rising
Read More →all those flowers growing from your chest…
give me
your tender and your fire…
all of it broken open, nothing less.
the stretching of your heart walls and all those
flowers growing from your chest.
– butterflies rising
Read More →angst and ache and wild mess…
give me your tender and your fire. your angst
and ache and wild mess. all of it broken open,
nothing less. i want passion and raw vulnerability…
the stretching of your heart walls and all those
flowers growing from your chest.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the remarkable, uncommon texture of your soul…
when you can feel
the remarkable, uncommon
texture of your soul,
you can’t imagine letting anyone close
who isn’t perfectly meant to
intertwine with it
– butterflies rising
Read More →what if only…
what if only,
when you feel
her reaching for you,
you could reach too.
maybe go a little higher.
just let yourself stretch.
and let your heart grow.
what if only,
instead of pulling away,
instead of trying to pull her down,
you could just go a little higher.
you could let her fire be bright.
and you could let your fear be small.
what if only
you could let the way you see
yourself be stretched…
you could let your whole. soul. grow.
i know you wonder what it could be like…
if maybe it’s beautiful there.
so what if only…
– butterflies rising
Read More →boys with poetry hearts…
fever-driven dream…
you take all of
my walls down with
this fever-driven dream
and we’ve got messy hearts
with your skin against mine,
but there’s this way your
heartbeat promises
to take care of my own…
so maybe it’s safe to just give in
to slow kisses on wild skin.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you take all of my walls down with this fever-driven dream…
you take all of
my walls down with
this fever-driven dream
and we’ve got messy hearts
with your skin against mine,
but as much as fear has my head
gripped and you at arm’s length,
we. still. intertwine.
you’re a soul instinct.
and this feeling is a heart imprint.
and when you’re this close to me
there’s this way your
heartbeat promises to take care of my
own… so maybe it’s safe to just give in
to slow kisses on wild skin.
– butterflies rising
Read More →your heartbeat promises to take care of mine…
…there’s this way that your heartbeat
promises to take care of mine
– butterflies rising
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