on your own
is where your
wildflowers grow,
there’s no one else here to
block their sun,
but no one else can water
them but you
– butterflies rising
Read More →on your own is where your wildflowers grow…
undistracted…
to let beautiful be meant for me…
…i’m still learning how to hear the word beautiful and let it be meant for me
– butterflies rising
Read More →i’m still learning how to hear the word beautiful and let it be meant for me…
i’m still learning
how to hear the word beautiful
and let it be meant for me
…to breathe it in
and let it belong here
– butterflies rising
Read More →spring awakening…
this way you
so gently, yet confidently
ask me to grow,
you are flowers and fire
so softly, yet knowingly
awakening me
to all of these things
i want to become
– spring
– butterflies rising
Read More →she makes life poetry…
him, because he makes life poetry…
him, because he makes life poetry… he turns every bit of it into art
– butterflies rising
Read More →my wild heart…
this glow…
keep your way
of being love, keep this glow,
others will come to you
just to feel this
– butterflies rising
Read More →love firefly…
just to watch you wear light on your skin and trace peace in your fingertips…
just to watch you
wear light on your skin
and trace peace in your fingertips…
how you smile at me
so easy.
– summertime
– butterflies rising
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