he loved my fire…
as long as i was held tight within his grasp.
but when i was out of his line of sight,
i'd better be somewhere
soft-voiced and southern-charmed,
sitting still and not looking too pretty.
and so i made myself sweeter and smaller
and less and less and less, for his fears…
and in the end, he still couldn't love me.
and i didn't love me either.
but i'm slowly starting to…
and i want to love all of me.
so the next time a boy wants to bring me flowers,
he has to want to love my fire too.
– butterflies rising
‘he loved my fire… as long as i was held tight within his grasp' is a poem by the author butterflies rising that was published on January 31, 2021, and is where her micropoem ‘the next time a boy wants to bring me flowers' is derived from. The pieces are published in her poetry book ‘she's flowers and fire'.
‘he loved my fire… as long as i was held tight within his grasp. but when i was out of his line of sight' – Golden heart necklace background book photo in ‘she's flowers and fire'
‘i'd better be somewhere soft-voiced and southern-charmed, sitting still and not looking too pretty' – Aqua flower accent background book photo in ‘she's flowers and fire'
‘he loved my fire… as long as i was held tight within his grasp. but when i was out of his line of sight' – Aqua heart necklace background book photo in ‘she's flowers and fire'
‘so the next time a boy wants to bring me flowers, he has to want to love my fire too' – Golden heart necklace background book photo in ‘she's flowers and fire'
butterflies rising tweet – ‘he loved my fire… as long as i was held tight within his grasp. but when i was out of his line of sight'
