we burn, we run, we love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →color blind…
we’re not
meant to be
color blind…
we’re meant to see
all this beauty,
all this texture,
all this life,
in every color,
and every kind
– butterflies rising
Read More →inhale love fully, and let it breathe…
they all love at such exhausting extremes… inhale love fully, and let it breathe…
they all love
at such exhausting extremes,
suffocated or uninvested,
missing the place in between,
where love is trusted
but breathes
…inhale it fully, let it breathe
– butterflies rising
Read More →roots…
the forgiveness
i owe isn’t to you…
it’s to myself.
for forgetting my worth.
for letting you unearth me
from these roots.
for letting you pull me
from my truth.
– butterflies rising
Read More →the way his voice sounds, or the words he speaks…
the way
his voice sounds,
or the words he speaks…
i can just never decide what
pulls me in more
– butterflies rising
Read More →he started to come closer, and i said…
he started to come closer,
and i said… don’t. just stay. me here. you there.
he said… so you don’t want to know me.
i said…
no, i do. let me know you. me here. you there.
not because i don’t want to know you,
but, so i can know you as you are.
so beautifully untouched by anything you think
you need to make yourself to be for me.
please. just be.
let me love you as you are.
– 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 →i think it’s better to be the ones who feel… we rise, we fly…
i think it’s
better to be the ones
who feel than the ones who
do damage… because 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
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