between soul and skin…

maybe tonight we just dissolve into the stars... leaving gravity behind

maybe tonight
we just dissolve into the stars…
leaving gravity behind,
quieting our heads and trading
all our dreams and curiosities
between soul and skin.
i just. get. restless.
and i can’t stay too human
for too long… it’s too heavy.
i need to leave the atmosphere,
or pull your soul aesthetic closer;
close enough to taste moon dust
in the back of my throat.
and whether we actually transcend
or just lose all sense…
i don’t care.
let’s break open and
scatter and spill and spill…
our wild universes
colliding under these stars.

– butterflies rising

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passion. and vulnerability. fire and wild and art and love and sugar and soul….

passion. and vulnerability. fire and wild and art and love and sugar and soul.

passion.
and vulnerability.
fire and wild and art and love
and sugar and soul.
a pull towards the stars;
an ache to be more free…
to feel. so. alive.
with a need to feel things deeper
and sweeter and closer,
and a heart that changes shape
when something moves you.
it’s all so beautiful.
so let go of the ways this
world says you’re supposed to be
and feel all of the ways
that your soul is.

– butterflies rising

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it could be something beautiful…

all of this heat and heart and wild intensity... it's beautiful. - butterflies rising

i never knew…
because they didn’t want me to know…
that it’s spiritual. touch is spiritual.
passion is spiritual. soul to skin…
it’s. all. spiritual.
they never told me that it could be beautiful.
that i’m beautiful. that you’re beautiful.
and all of that heat and heart
and wild intensity… it’s. beautiful.
and little by little, i’m trying to trade in
shame and fear and just let myself feel
all the things i’ve never let myself feel.
maybe then it could be something… beautiful.

– butterflies rising

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