i said,
“i want to learn to trust you,
but i don’t know how.”
and you said,
“then don’t. learn to trust you.
then see what your heart has to say about me,
and follow that.”
– butterflies rising
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and i closed my eyes
in the middle of all the wild noise
and just stayed still… and i felt myself
being pulled that way.
and so i asked, “why that way?”
and i heard, “because there are dreams over there.”
and that feels like as good a reason as any
to ever do anything…
and so i’m going to go that way.
– butterflies rising
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this is my heart,
so if i give it to you…
take it where a heart can race
and a soul can run free,
but still be held… close.
where wild is a love language,
but trust is still a sure thing,
and vulnerable a feeling we know,
but fire a flavor we taste when we kiss
and passion something that burns
in us and all around us… i wanna
feel chills run through me with
just. a finger touch.
when you look at me…
it’s like i lose my senses and find
my way home, all at once.
so take me with you…
let’s go where everything is soft and wild;
give me love like flowers and fire.
– butterflies rising
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let’s go where everything is soft and wild…
give me love like flowers and fire.
– butterflies rising
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take me where everything is soft and wild… give me love like flowers and fire.
– butterflies rising
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i’m restless
and wild again and all
i wanna do is get lost with you…
i’m on edge in my skin
and the stillness feels loud
and slowing it all down isn’t going
to calm this wildfire heart…
i want to chase where it’s racing to
and follow what it’s aching for,
so take me somewhere beautiful and
show me something breathtaking;
let’s go somewhere with less gravity…
break free with me.
touch stars with me.
lose time with me…
because this restlessness
is running wild again, but the peace
always feels like you.
– butterflies rising
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just take me somewhere beautiful and show me
something breathtaking… let’s go somewhere with
less gravity. break free with me. touch stars with me.
lose time with me…
– butterflies rising
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searching for a way to say “I need me” and “I want you”… all in the same breath.
– butterflies rising
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…the kind of eyes that mean what they say when they say all those things that eyes say
– butterflies rising
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nothing feels
as rich, as expensive,
as being held by hands
laced in respect,
strong hands that can be
soft and slow against your skin
like flowers, like curiosity…
and eyes that mean what they say
when they say all those things
that eyes say… like,
it’s safe here. and there’s truth here.
and there’s depth in here.
and full. attention.
that undeniable, can’t not. must have.
ache for you, ache for this…
nothing. but. this. kind of aching in you
reaching for an aching me…
those are the priceless things,
give me your priceless things.
– butterflies rising
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