dream your wild dreams, love, and chase your racing heartbeats
– butterflies rising
Read More →poetry is my scripture, music is my gospel…
i’ve had poems pull me out from the darkest places
i’ve ever been in. like scripture.
and music… i could probably write an entire book
just about the ways that music has shifted me
and changed me and moved me and saved me.
like gospel.
so when i say that “poetry is my scripture” and
“music is my gospel,” i am saying that there are
poems and songs that are carrying my soul
from one breath to the next in this life.
– butterflies rising
Read More →don’t just stay still, go and dream your wild dreams, love…
don’t just stay still,
go and dream your wild dreams, love,
and chase your racing heartbeats…
find your spark and feed it, and play in your own fire,
and i promise… they’ll find you.
they’ll meet you where moonlight meets soul light
and where everything you both ache for collides,
because their fire will be drawn to your fire.
– butterflies rising
Read More →dream your wild dreams, love…
dream
your wild dreams, love,
and chase your racing heartbeats,
find it and feed it and play in your own fire…
and she’ll find you.
she’ll meet you where moonlight meets soul light
and everything you both ache for collides,
because her fire is drawn to your fire.
– butterflies rising
Read More →being the daughter of a woman who didn’t choose herself…
being the daughter of a woman who didn’t choose herself made me determined to become a woman who will.
– butterflies rising
Read More →she needs love like wildfire. like forever-fire…
she needs love like wildfire.
like forever fire. until every last
southern sun sets. till the stars burn out.
and to know her heart is finally safe…
with you.
– butterflies rising
Read More →just you and me… and that up against the wall kind of kissing…
just you and me…
and that
up against the wall,
in the back seat,
under the stars,
lost in the moment while the rest
of the world fades away,
kind of kissing
– butterflies rising
Read More →it’s in the way your perfect atoms find themselves falling into place…
…it’s in the way your perfect atoms find themselves falling into place as the beautiful universe that you are.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you cannot love yourself and apologize for who you are at the same time…
you cannot love yourself and apologize for
who you are at the same time… and you don’t need to say
“i’m sorry” for the way your perfect atoms find
themselves falling into place as the beautiful
universe that you are.
– butterflies rising
Read More →that moment right before something wild and beautiful is about to happen…
that moment right before something wild
and beautiful is about to happen…
it’s why that girl loves a drop… you get pulled into
that moment that holds your breath, and then the music
takes you over like you’re high on soul-driven adrenaline /
and that feeling right before a kiss… there’s that universe
that only the two of you exist in… and then the kiss takes
over your whole body like some kind of love-flavored
mescaline / it’s the let-go before the give-in / the suspension
before the collision / when we hand our head over to our
heart and let something made of magic find its way in
…she likes the way that feels… that moment right before
something wild and beautiful is about to happen.
– butterflies rising
– butterflies rising
Read More →something wild and beautiful could happen…
that moment right before something wild
and beautiful is about to happen…
it’s that moment in a song right before the drop…
you get pulled into the way it holds your breath, and then the
music takes over you like you’re high on soul-driven adrenaline /
or that feeling right before a kiss, there’s that universe that only
the two of you exist in… and then the kiss takes over your
whole body like some kind of love-flavored spark of heaven /
it’s the feeling of the let-go before the give-in / the suspension
right before the collision / it’s when we hand our head over
to our heart and let something made of magic find its way in
what if we could live our lives in more of that feeling, just
letting go of the need to control it all… maybe we could feel a
little more trust in the universe then… and maybe even
something wild and beautiful could happen.
– butterflies rising
– butterflies rising
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