soul-tangled with you…

soul-tangled with you. you were an imprint here before we touched wild skin.

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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love me in a wild open with a gentle hold (poem)…

love me in a wild open with a gentle hold

A Wild Open…

love me in a wild open
with a gentle hold
where i find myself, in myself
but let me feel
your racing heart
and your burning blood
through your steady hands
and let this be how we love
so we can love in a way that the stars we
come from want for us to know

let us burn and breathe all at once

– butterflies rising

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