strong hands
that can be soft hands
and slow hands
against your skin
like flowers, like curiosity…
– butterflies rising
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Tag: Connection
strong… soft… slow…
you are more than enough to hold someone’s full attention…
you are more than
enough to hold someone’s
full attention,
don’t settle for anyone who
tries to come to you with
theirs divided.
– butterflies rising
Read More →forever trying to reconcile this hopelessly romantic heart…
forever trying
to reconcile this hopelessly
romantic heart and this fiercely
independent soul
i’m such a soft lover…
and a wild wanderer
but i think you’re where
all of me finds home
– butterflies rising
Read More →i just like how it feels when you’re here…
i just like how it feels when you’re here, and maybe that’s all i know
– butterflies rising
Read More →you are a golden thing… i could get lost in all the little ways you carry love…
i could get lost
in all the little ways
you carry love, and carry light,
and hold so much
goodness in your being,
you are a golden thing
in this heavy, heavy world,
and everything feels new
when i look at you
– butterflies rising
Read More →your standards for love: keep them high…
your standards for love are going to make some
people uncomfortable. and they will try to make
you feel like those standards are too high.
i think it’s because those standards threaten
their comfort zones.
what you believe in either challenges how they treat
people… or how they’ve accepted being treated.
but none of that is about you.
this is your own life. and it will be your own love
and your own heart. so don’t ever let anyone make
you question your own standards…
keep them high.
– butterflies rising
Read More →for herself…
she needs to become who she needs to be for herself before she can ever be anything for you.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you said, tell me where you’ve been, love (the way to here)…
you said,
tell me where you’ve been, love
and i thought of all the lost roads,
and dark corners,
and heavy work, and heartbreak,
and of all the healing
and i just said…
on my way here
– butterflies rising
Read More →her, because she makes life poetry…
her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art
– butterflies rising
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