her wings unfolded
– butterflies rising
Read More →and there is too much good in you for you to not let goodness…
and there is too much good in you
for you to not let goodness be
who and what you are
– butterflies rising
Read More →woman to woman, may we allow each other the freedom to explore…
woman to woman,
may we allow each other
the freedom to explore
all of the depths and variations
of our own femininity
and not judge or condemn each other
for the layers and directions
of womanhood
we each choose to pass by or take on.
we will not all find and define ourselves
in the same way,
but as we find and define ourselves,
let us not stand in each other’s way.
– butterflies rising
Read More →to feel your soul…
i don’t want to
search through all those other souls
trying to find some way to feel…
i just want to feel your soul.
– butterflies rising
Read More →human…
dear soul,
if i had known it would be this hard,
i don’t know if i would’ve come
– human
– butterflies rising
Read More →we rise, we fly…
we may have
these fragile hearts,
and when we crumble,
ever do we crumble,
but unlike those who break us…
we heal
we grow
we become full
we rise
we thrive
and we fly
– butterflies rising
Read More →if i could help every woman feel beautiful, and teach every little girl…
if i could help
every woman feel beautiful,
and teach every little girl how to love herself,
that would be my superpower.
– butterflies rising
Read More →disparity…
he said, i don’t believe in dreams,
at least not mine
she said, well i don’t believe that love
should just be passing time
i need to believe in dreams,
especially mine
his apathy, her effervescence
they were never the same kind
– butterflies rising
Read More →directions…
Directions…
a southern girl
with a gypsy soul, she took
a journey west to help her grow,
and then she chased the eastern sun
to give her faith,
and she let the northern lights
guide her way
…home.
– butterflies rising
Read More →directions: the remix…
Directions…
a southern girl with a restless soul,
she took a journey west to help her grow,
and then she chased the eastern sun
to give her faith,
and she let the northern lights
guide her way
…home.
– butterflies rising
Read More →your clever words…
if only my angels had been like hurricanes
powerful, and relentless enough to consume the pain
and the world around me,
but your demons had the upper hand
and if you simply took my hand, i followed you anywhere it hurt
if you just dressed it up in clever words, whatever worked
to pull me into your sibylline world
and to make me think that you really meant it
and that you’d never said it
not to the girl before
or to the girl who was with you that night
while you promised it was safe to sleep tight
– butterflies rising
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