she’s a
wildflower on fire
with all that
sweet soul sugar
making your heart. beat.
and your skin cells rise,
she’s wild butterflies,
and the way she looks at you
under a wild moon
making your pulse move,
her beautiful chaos
asking you to dig deep
into that passion in your bones
and bleed out all those beautiful things
that your own wildfires hold.
– butterflies rising
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sometimes
we love
in fingertip touch…
and it’s
just as close as
we can get
– butterflies rising
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how her eyes dream
how her lips say heaven
how that heart holds a universe
and that sweet in her smile means…
let go and run wild with me
– butterflies rising
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soul-tangled
with you.
you were an imprint here
before we touched wild skin.
you were a feeling. a sense.
and now
you’re an instinct. a gravity.
with. you.
my heart has no defense.
i feel chemicals with you.
my skin remembers you.
and when our bodies have to
untangle and let this life turn over
you’ll be just a feeling
and just a sense…
but only until
we’re skin to skin again.
– butterflies rising
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i only know
how to crave
skin against skin
and my heart against
a chest
like a fingerprint
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i love in heartbeats,
slow and sweet, so sweet,
and hard, and reckless,
and racing, and so close,
maybe too close…
so then running,
and reaching, and aching,
but in heartbeats, everything,
all of it, in heartbeats
– butterflies rising
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i love all those little
pretty, dirty edges where you play…
so beautiful and wild all at once.
– butterflies rising
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