may what you offer my heart
when we start
this dream
be evergreen
and expand
may no promise
rescind
with the wind
or time
may all you say is mine
be mine
…forever
– butterflies rising
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we cannot carry another…
we cannot
carry another
on their own way…
in soul searching,
we must all find
our own legs beneath us,
our own voice inside of us,
and our own
light to guide us.
– butterflies rising
Read More →traces of him…
i think
it’s been his soul
passing through the others…
leaving traces of him,
of these memories we’ve yet to live,
leaving breadcrumbs to him
in the ones who were
just lessons,
it’s been breadcrumbs to home…
all of it guiding me as i grow.
– butterflies rising
Read More →she looks at her like she’s a beautiful wildness on fire….
he looks at him like he’s a beautiful wildness on fire…
she looks at him like he’s a beautiful wildness on fire…
like she’s a beautiful wildness on fire….
he looks at her the way she looks
at flowers… like she’s just this beautiful
wildness on fire.
– butterflies rising
Read More →a beautiful wildness on fire….
poetry is my scripture, music is my gospel…
poetry is my scripture,
music is my gospel,
empathy and kindness are my witness,
creativity and love are my worship
– butterflies rising
Read More →things of my everything…
i’ve never needed
for a dress or a ring,
but a hand held,
a promise kept,
a heartbeat felt,
a soul seen…
those are the things of
my everything
– butterflies rising
Read More →i think it’s a good thing, how we can struggle in such desperation…
A Good Thing…
i think it’s a good thing,
how we can struggle in such desperation
for clarity and still never find a way to make
any sense of how they treated us…
i think it means we’re just not capable of
that same cruelty within ourselves.
and i think that’s a really good thing.
– butterflies rising
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