…we love in distant heartbeats
– butterflies rising
Read More →Tag: Soulmates
distant heartbeats…
sometimes,
what we feel lives in soul places,
and how we love,
it’s in distant heartbeats
– butterflies rising
Read More →loveflow…
where
my heart is,
is where my mind
wanders,
and where my
body goes
everything,
all of me, always,
and only, and again…
it all finds its way
to you
you’re an instinct.
– loveflow
– butterflies rising
Read More →let’s just drive…
playlist in the background, stars outside
the windows… let’s just drive.
– butterflies rising
Read More →where all of me finds home…
forever trying
to reconcile this hopelessly
romantic heart and this fiercely
independent soul
i’m such a soft lover…
and a wild wanderer
but i think you’re where
all of me finds home
– butterflies rising
Read More →road trip…
Road Trip…
just give me
your young, wild heart,
and i’ll give you
my young, wild heart,
and we’ll light up every city and
burn through every town
with how it feels
– 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
Read More →wild universes…
you are a golden thing…
i could get lost
in all the little ways
you carry love, and carry light,
and hold so much
goodness in your being,
you are a golden thing
in this heavy, heavy world,
and everything feels new
when i look at you
– butterflies rising
Read More →my restlessness is running wild…
my restlessness is running wild again,
and the peace always feels like you.
– butterflies rising
Read More →trust fall…
maybe there are
a few hard edges in you
and they just need a little soft touch,
and there are these tender places
in me that just need to know
this is a good love,
and maybe that thing i feel in the
way you take my hand…
how it’s slow, but certain,
i think it’s how we feel the light come in,
and maybe for just this moment
a little softness, and a little good love…
that’s all we have to be.
– trust fall
– butterflies rising
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