i love all those little
pretty, dirty edges where you play…
so beautiful and wild all at once.
– butterflies rising
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sunlight and stardust…
the way the
sunlight danced on her skin
and stardust lived in her eyes…
he knew he’d never want
to look away
– butterflies rising
Read More →she makes life poetry…
him, because he makes life poetry…
him, because he makes life poetry… he turns every bit of it into art
– butterflies rising
Read More →every time…
the way you carry that energy
when you come close…
it’s my undoing, every time.
– butterflies rising
Read More →tell me the poetry you read and the song you fall asleep with…
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 →let yourself fall into this wild love…
abandon…
maybe i like
that you came here
to do more
than pass time, or hold your space
over there,
and i could trade my foothold
for my senses shaken,
and forgo my ability
to stay in my body,
if you want to show me
how abandon
can feel like magic
– butterflies rising
Read More →living, breathing thunderstorms in each other’s arms…
why would
we ever ask each other
to come out from our corners
of self-safety
and crumble down our walls
for anything that wouldn’t
be as true and deep
and beautifully wild
and as gutted open and as
raging as to be living, breathing
thunderstorms in each other’s arms,
tracing our fingers through starlight…
why would i move
when i’m this. terrified. to move.
so if you’re going to ask me
to shed away my safety
…let it be for everything beautiful
imaginable under god.
– butterflies rising
Read More →that wild in your heart…
the way she looks at him…
the way she looks at him…
as if his smile is the only thing
that could possibly matter
– butterflies rising
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