her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art
– butterflies rising
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integrity is the sweetest sugar…
i want to melt into you like wild honey, you feel like summer sun…
you are like golden hour, it all glows different when you’re here…
my axis pulls and pulls to wherever you are…
that soft, slow “baby” late at night…
beautiful wildflower, grow untamed – butterflies rising poem postcards
you’re somewhere in this world, and i’m somewhere else in this world…
you’re somewhere
in this world,
and i’m somewhere
else in this world,
and there’s this
feeling in my soul,
and i hope it gets to you
– butterflies rising
Read More →go with me everywhere in the world, bare skin in sunshine, lost under moonshine…
go with me
everywhere in the world,
bare skin in sunshine,
lost under moonshine,
let’s go
– butterflies rising
Read More →people say they want love, but they go into relationships asking… what can you do for me?
people say they want love,
but they go into relationships asking…
what can you do for me?
what can i get out of you?
who can you be for me?
that’s need. and i just think love is
something different. i think it asks different
questions. i think it looks for different things.
like…
what is this feeling with you?
what can unfold between us?
i want to know who you are.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the testimony of character…
when my fears
ask why they should speak
softly around you,
i tell them…
your integrity tastes like sugar,
and that you carry goodness
in your hands like it
belongs
– butterflies rising
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