there’s this feeling when you look
at me… i think maybe it’s love… how you
actually give a damn about all the
mess inside my head.
– butterflies rising
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Tag: Intimacy
curious fingertips on dangerously soft skin…
slow kisses on wild skin ©
her fire is drawn to your fire…
wild poetry on our lips when we kiss…
smoke & sugar… you’ve got too much gravity in your head…
smoke & sugar…
you’ve got
too much gravity
in your head.
so take it easy.
and put the heavy down.
we could be delicate here.
or not…
you could come mix
that smoke on your lips
with the sugar on mine
and we can kiss slow and wild
until we forget time
and collapse.
– butterflies rising
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let’s kiss slow and wild until we forget time and collapse…
let’s kiss until we forget time and collapse…
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 →love me youngblooded and firehearted…
love me
stretched out,
wing tips
touching nothing
but wild air…
love. me.
youngblooded and firehearted.
and when there’s aching in me,
please say, “chase it.”
and when there’s growing in me,
please say,
“it’s beautiful.”
love this restless soul
and this bleeding heart
that are falling all over you
messy and wild
just dying to love you
reckless and wild.
love me…
and tell me how free
my lungs will always breathe
when i love you.
– butterflies rising
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