
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 →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 →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
Read More →his hands,
how they hold such
strong character…
it’s why i fall into them
so softly
– butterflies rising
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