
fire and wild and art and love
and sugar and soul.
– 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
Read More →you and i,
we get restless, and we run wild,
and we need more than
an ordinary love and a tamed life
because some aches are made of everything.
we crave everything. from the soul-deep
to being tangled up in heartbeats
and bite marks and body heat;
we’re driven by our instincts,
and we get drunk on moonlight,
and god, how we need a life made of
things we can chew on,
and we need nights where we find ourselves
when we lose a little sleep
and we feel the passion in our chests like kerosene…
so i’ll go with you if you’ll come with me…
and we’ll burn… we’ll run… we’ll love.
– butterflies rising
Read More →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 →if i could help
every woman feel beautiful,
and teach every little girl how to love herself,
that would be my superpower.
– butterflies rising
Read More →that sure kind of love…
where jealousy has no resting place,
and doubt has no home
– butterflies rising
Read More →and when
i write this out,
this isn’t to remember you…
it’s to take it away
from you,
i’ll take all these feelings i felt
and i’ll make art,
i’ll make something beautiful,
i’ll make something new
– the alchemy in poetry
– butterflies rising
Read More →i think
it’s been his soul
passing through the others…
leaving traces of him,
of these memories we’ve yet to live,
leaving breadcrumbs to him
in the ones who were
just lessons,
it’s been breadcrumbs to home…
all of it guiding me as i grow.
– butterflies rising
Read More →love… it isn’t found in
rings and dresses for me, and not in
shared property, or contracts…
that’s just some presentation of material things
for me, love is what you feel in your heart
when no one is looking,
an honor and an integrity that you’re naturally
drawn to in your actions,
an effortlessness, a passionate desire to
treat someone so beautifully,
an energy between you that connects you
to an infinite and magical truth…
i’ve never wanted the presentation of love,
i want the true experience of it
– butterflies rising
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