we crave
a soul-stirring
love
and we
chase that
soul-stirring
life
– butterflies rising
Read More →meet me in that place
where our souls ache to wander
and a million stars will unfold around us
and i’ll look at you and wonder
how we ever lived in anything
less breathtaking
than this
– butterflies rising
Read More →i like you brave,
i like you breathing free,
i like you feeling all of you in you
– butterflies rising
Read More →love like breathing…
i think love is breath…
you breathe in, and come close,
and feel this, and feel me,
and feel it all,
and it takes you all in…
so you breathe out, and step back,
and feel you, and feel it all,
and take yourself in…
until you breathe in again
i think there has to be that breathing,
there have to be those exhales…
that space to take in new air and to
breathe back into yourself
i just think there’s breathing,
i think love should feel like breathing
– butterflies rising
Read More →i feel you
at 3am when
my heart is too restless.
when my. heart. feels…
like life has to hold more than this.
it has to. because i feel you.
in ways i don’t understand
but, somehow… understand.
like some sort of north light,
or that fallen star at 11:11
when i wish,
when i breathe in
and it feels like light,
when i breathe out
and all the heavy i’ve ever known just… fades.
all these little ways that i. feel. you.
and you’re not here.
but you’re everywhere.
you’re in everything.
– butterflies rising
Read More →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
Read More →how you look at
me makes me wonder…
where do i belong if not right here.
right next to you.
breathing in all the life
under these stars until this
world ends
– butterflies rising
Read More →…the tennessee whiskey on his lips with the cherry lip gloss on mine
– butterflies rising
Read More →you lose all
your senses in that kind of love…
you just get wrapped up in so much sweet
and you don’t ever want to come undone.
– butterflies rising
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