the way she looks at her…
as if her smile is the only thing
that could possibly matter
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way she looks at her…
the way he looks at him…
the way he looks at him…
as if his smile is the only thing
that could possibly matter
– butterflies rising
Read More →queen/king…
you’ve been chasing down
the kind of love
that greets you with nothing more
than a shoulder shrug…
the kind that whimpers your name in apathy,
don’t you know that you deserve a love
that holds so much abundance,
one that shouts to the heavens in your honor
queen / king
– butterflies rising
Read More →let it all be unheavy…
sometimes what you feel about someone just isn’t enough…
sometimes what you feel
about someone just isn’t enough.
it just isn’t.
because what they feel about themselves
will try to destroy what you feel about yourself
if you get close to them.
– butterflies rising
Read More →none of it’s love…
you don’t love,
you just hold people close
to have someone to hurt,
or to hurt someone else with…
but none of it’s love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →imprint…
my heart
is tethered
to a soul
i’ve always known,
in a person
i’ve yet to find
imprint.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the catalyst…
to be able to let go of you
it feels as if i’d also have to let go
of who i’ve been
…but i think that was your purpose.
– the catalyst
– butterflies rising
Read More →too human for too long…
between soul and skin…
maybe tonight
we just dissolve into the stars…
leaving gravity behind,
quieting our heads and trading
all our dreams and curiosities
between soul and skin.
i just. get. restless.
and i can’t stay too human
for too long… it’s too heavy.
i need to leave the atmosphere,
or pull your soul aesthetic closer;
close enough to taste moon dust
in the back of my throat.
and whether we actually transcend
or just lose all sense…
i don’t care.
let’s break open and
scatter and spill and spill…
our wild universes
colliding under these stars.
– butterflies rising
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