love me… and tell me how free
my lungs will always breathe
when i love you.
– butterflies rising
Read More →when i love you…
Tag: Passion
racing heartbeats…
when i’m in love…
everything is more beautiful when i’m in love… but i feel so much stronger when i’m not.
– butterflies rising
Read More →entangled hands and wild rebellion…
love,
from a deep ache, that steals breath…
entangled hands and skin and
wild rebellion
– butterflies rising
Read More →the stretching of his heart walls…
the stretching of his heart walls…
and all those flowers growing
from his chest
– butterflies rising
Read More →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 →it’s how she lets you know…
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 →yes, all of it…
he said,
do you want me here
close. soft with you.
or should i light it all up
and run wild with you…
i said, yes.
– butterflies rising
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