
tell me the poetry you read and the song
you fall asleep with… all the art, the words,
the songs that shift you. this is what i want
to know. this is how my heart falls.
– butterflies rising
Read More →tell me the poetry you read and the song
you fall asleep with… all the art, the words,
the songs that shift you. this is what i want
to know. this is how my heart falls.
– butterflies rising
Read More →tell me how
the mountains give you peace
and the ocean makes you restless,
about the poetry you read
and the song you fall asleep with…
i want to know the art, the words,
the songs that shift you,
and all those fears that make you bleed
and the dreams that break you open…
what’s in your heart
and what’s in your head…
this is what i want to know,
this is how my heart falls.
– butterflies rising
Read More →tell me how
the mountains give you peace
and how the ocean makes you restless,
about the poetry you read
and the song you fall asleep with,
of any fear that makes you bleed
and every dream that breaks. you. open.
what’s in your head and what’s in your heart,
this… this is what i want to know…
this is how my heart falls.
– butterflies rising
Read More →passion.
and vulnerability.
fire and wild and art and love
and sugar and soul.
a pull towards the stars;
an ache to be more free…
to feel. so. alive.
with a need to feel things deeper
and sweeter and closer,
and a heart that changes shape
when something moves you.
it’s all so beautiful.
so let go of the ways this
world says you’re supposed to be
and feel all of the ways
that your soul is.
– butterflies rising
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