even if it is madness…

even if it is madness to do so, i will let myself feel you.

even if it is
madness to do so,
i will let myself feel you.
and even if it is through
madness to find you,
i will search for you.
and no matter how far
and wide we wander,
how. desperately.
we lose our way…
i will look for you
in every lifetime,
until we finally stay.

– butterflies rising

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like a sure thing…

all that destiny in those wild eyes - butterflies rising

you walk in
like a sure thing…
and i don’t mean
easy skin,
i mean sure love and
steady hands,
all that destiny in those wild eyes,
so much passion in that wild heart,
all the marks on you
and the strength in you
from the mountains within you
that you scaled to get here…
it’s beautiful.
so many moons in you.
all to find your way to this light that’s
burning for you within me.

– butterflies rising

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artists and lovers…

artists and lovers...

maybe,
you’ll lose a little
sleep and the sanity
will waver…
but you’ll trade it for
the dreams. for the
bleeding of the colors
and the escape from time.
and maybe the peace will
take turns with the chaos,
but this love will touch.
taste. feel. like fire…
and your soul will stir
and your heart will race
and the art will breathe.
and the awakenings
will come again and again.
and just. the existence of them…
who they are… how they are…
it will create all those hurricanes
that you feel in your chest walls.

and that’s how you’ll know.
because if they are for you…
you’ll feel it in your chest walls.

– butterflies rising

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my way of asking for your forevers…

i can’t say them.
i can’t say those three words.

i can’t say it in three words…
i can’t speak these things small.
i don’t feel these things ordinary.
and i can’t look at you and feel. these. things.
and fit them into predetermined patterns
and pre-ordered packages,
or practice how to speak them
in a rented ballroom,
or repeat them as a morning habit…
these are star things, and soul things,
and all of my everything, things…
so when you say…
do you, will you?
i do, and i will…
but out here where it’s wild,
and up here where it’s infinite,
and in me where i feel you,
where i’ve always. felt. you…
even before this. and where i’ll feel you
after this, and beyond this…

so what i can’t say means nothing.
and it means everything.

and what i mean when i say to you…
burn out the stars with me

…that’s my way of asking for your forevers.

– butterflies rising

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