…kiss slow and wild until we
forget time and collapse
– butterflies rising
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let’s kiss until we forget time and collapse…
the world is loud, and i wanna get lost with you…
let’s just drive… the world is loud and i wanna get lost… with you
the world is loud
and i wanna get lost…
with you.
so let’s just go anywhere.
any miles an hour.
nothing but
highway lines
with your hand on my legs
and a slow. kiss.
on your neck
and our racing hearts
so deep in this messy love
and the destination;
wherever wild runs…
playlist in the background,
stars outside the windows,
let’s just drive.
– butterflies rising
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playlist in the background, stars outside
the windows… let’s just drive.
– butterflies rising
Read More →a sensitive king… that vulnerable heart underneath all his dirty edges…
a sensitive king… that vulnerable heart
underneath all his dirty edges.
– butterflies rising
Read More →go with me… bare skin in sunshine, wild under moonshine…
go with me
everywhere in the world,
bare skin in sunshine,
wild under moonshine,
let’s go
– butterflies rising
Read More →bare skin in sunshine, wild under moonshine ©
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 →wolves and lovers…
wolves and lovers…
wolves and lovers,
restless and running wild,
we need more than an ordinary love
and a tamed life
because some aches are made of everything.
craving. everything. from the soul-deep to
being tangled up in heartbeats and
bite marks and body heat…
driven by instincts and drunk on moonlight,
we need a life made of things
we can chew on,
and nights where we find ourselves
when we lose a little sleep
and we feel the blood in our veins
and the passion in our chests like kerosene…
so i’ll go with you, if you’ll come with me…
and we’ll burn… we’ll run… we’ll love.
– butterflies rising
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