you take all of my walls down with this fever-driven dream…

maybe it's safe to just give in to slow kisses on wild skin

you take all of
my walls down with
this fever-driven dream
and we've got messy hearts
with your skin against mine,
but as much as fear has my head
gripped and you at arm's length,
we. still. intertwine.
you're a soul instinct.
and this feeling is a heart imprint.
and when you're this close to me
there's this way your
heartbeat promises to take care of my
own… so maybe it's safe to just give in
to slow kisses on wild skin.

– butterflies rising

slow kisses on wild skin

‘we still intertwine' is a butterflies rising poem that is the inspiration for her poem fever-driven dream » and her quote slow kisses on wild skin ». All three pieces are in her poetry book ‘she's flowers and fire'.

slow kisses on wild skin

‘slow kisses on wild skin poem' – in she's flowers and fire

maybe it's safe to just give in to slow kisses on wild skin. - butterflies rising

you take all of
my walls down with
this fever-driven dream
and we've got messy hearts
with your skin against mine,
but as much as fear has my head
gripped and you at arm's length,
we. still. intertwine.
you're a soul instinct.
and this feeling is a heart imprint.
and when you're this close to me
there's this way your
heartbeat promises to take care of my
own… so maybe it's safe to just give in
to slow kisses on wild skin.

– butterflies rising

maybe it's safe to just give in to slow kisses on wild skin. - butterflies rising

you take all of
my walls down with
this fever-driven dream
and we've got messy hearts
with your skin against mine,
but as much as fear has my head
gripped and you at arm's length,
we. still. intertwine.
you're a soul instinct.
and this feeling is a heart imprint.
and when you're this close to me
there's this way your
heartbeat promises to take care of my
own… so maybe it's safe to just give in
to slow kisses on wild skin.

– butterflies rising

maybe it's safe to just give in to slow kisses on wild skin. - butterflies rising

you take all of
my walls down with
this fever-driven dream
and we've got messy hearts
with your skin against mine,
but as much as fear has my head
gripped and you at arm's length,
we. still. intertwine.
you're a soul instinct.
and this feeling is a heart imprint.
and when you're this close to me
there's this way your
heartbeat promises to take care of my
own… so maybe it's safe to just give in
to slow kisses on wild skin.

– butterflies rising

maybe it's safe to just give in to slow kisses on wild skin