she’s flowers and fire.
– butterflies rising

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she’s flowers and fire.
– butterflies rising
she’s flowers and fire.
- butterflies rising
could you love her, still… when she's not only soft in your arms but when she's wild with the moon and restless… and maybe just a little out of reach from your fingertips. could you love her, still, when she's not only sweet and resting easy on your chest, but when she's wild blossomed in the night and searching for more inside of herself than who you may think she is. could you love her not just when she's flowers but when she's fire. she has to know… if she lets you close… when she blooms wild and burns bright… could you love her, still.
– butterflies rising
she blooms wild and burns bright
– butterflies rising
the next time a boy wants to bring me flowers, he has to want to love my fire too.
– butterflies rising
give me the tender and the fire. i want the angst and ache and wild mess. all of it broken open, nothing less. because there's just nothing else that can disarm me like that. it completely takes me apart… a man's passion and raw vulnerability, the stretching of his heart walls and all those flowers growing from his chest.
– butterflies rising
she’s flowers and fire.
– butterflies rising
that wild in your heart, those flowers in your chest, and the fire in your blood
– butterflies rising