a soft lover,
and a wild wanderer
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way your
fingers fall in mine,
and how your heart is
racing wild,
and how my heart is
racing wild…
i just feel so alive
– butterflies rising
Read More →her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art
– butterflies rising
Read More →you’re out there
and i’m here wishing i could
reach for you as easy
as a star could cross a sky…
just fall across your chest
and feel it all again.
your way of settling my madness with
that soft… slow… “baby” late at night,
and how you feel like everything beautiful
i can’t make sense of.
it’s a dangerously pretty edge
when you’re here,
but there’s a wild ache when you’re not,
and my axis pulls and pulls to
wherever you are.
i still feel you, and i miss you
and i miss you…
you are the sweetest feeling i know.
– butterflies rising
Read More →beautiful wildflower, grow untamed – butterflies rising quote postcards
Read More →go with me
everywhere in the world,
bare skin in sunshine,
lost under moonshine,
let’s go
– butterflies rising
Read More →people say they want love,
but they go into relationships asking…
what can you do for me?
what can i get out of you?
who can you be for me?
that’s need. and i just think love is
something different. i think it asks different
questions. i think it looks for different things.
like…
what is this feeling with you?
what can unfold between us?
i want to know who you are.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you feel like…
a terrifyingly
effortless fall
and i think
if i come closer
i would not recover
from you
and would i want to
…your beautiful gravity.
– butterflies rising
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