love like flowers and fire
– butterflies rising
Read More →she has a wild spirit, but a soft heart, and such a sweet soul…
wild spirit, soft heart, sweet soul…
i will look for you in every lifetime, until we finally stay…
come dance with my wildness and play in my beautiful mess…
come dance
with my wildness
and play in
my beautiful mess
and drip wild poetry
on my lips when
we kiss.
– butterflies rising
Read More →if it comes close to you…
if it comes
close to you,
it has to be destiny-colored
and deep. souled.
there is too much gold in that skin
for anything but sure hands
to touch it.
there is too. much. fire. in that chest…
they’ve got to dance with your wildness
and play in your beautiful mess
and drip wild poetry on your lips
with their kiss.
if it comes close to you,
it has to feel like this.
nothing less.
– butterflies rising
Read More →dance with your wildness…
arbitration…
dear broken people…
please stop disturbing people
who are working on themselves
and starting to heal
if you’re just going there to break
them again or to try to make them do
your work for you too
– arbitration
– butterflies rising
Read More →she’s not coming back…
she’s not coming back.
a 4-word story for the boy
who mistakenly thought she’d never
realize her worth and walk away
– butterflies rising
Read More →you don’t have to say a thing…
i just know…
it’s soft next to you.
it’s safe if i come close.
and there’s destiny here,
there’s meant-to-be
in your hands.
and you don’t have
to say a thing,
it’s in the way i’m shifted…
you just walk in,
and my heart beats different.
– butterflies rising
Read More →if it needs you small, don’t let it hold you anymore…
if it needs you small, don’t let it hold you anymore.
don’t let anything that needs you ordinary
tame you ever again.
– butterflies rising
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