…boys with mischievous smiles
and poetry hearts
– butterflies rising
Read More →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 →the way your
fingers fall in mine,
and how your heart is
racing wild,
and how my heart is
racing wild…
i just feel so alive
– butterflies rising
Read More →when my fears
ask why they should speak
softly around you,
i tell them…
your integrity tastes like sugar,
and that you carry goodness
in your hands like it
belongs
– butterflies rising
Read More →his hands,
how they hold such
strong character…
it’s why i fall into them
so softly
– butterflies rising
Read More →nothing softens me
towards someone like the way
strength of character does
– butterflies rising
Read More →people say they want love,
but they go into relationships asking…
what can you do for me?
what can i get out of you?
who can you be for me?
that’s need. and i just think love is
something different. i think it asks different
questions. i think it looks for different things.
like…
what is this feeling with you?
what can unfold between us?
i want to know who you are.
– butterflies rising
Read More →The Beautiful Things They Do…
if you keep trying to find love
with people who are broken inside
you will spend your energy and the moments
of your life, so lost, searching for understanding
of why they do all of the harmful, destructive
things they do…
but if you can be patient with love,
and save yourself for a love
with someone who is whole within,
then you will get to live your moments
and spend this journey endlessly in awe of the
way they do all of the stunningly
beautiful things they do.
– butterflies rising
Read More →she’s a
wildflower on fire
with all that
sweet soul sugar
making your heart. beat.
and your skin cells rise,
she’s wild butterflies,
and the way she looks at you
under a wild moon
making your pulse move,
her beautiful chaos
asking you to dig deep
into that passion in your bones
and bleed out all those beautiful things
that your own wildfires hold.
– butterflies rising
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