…the kind of eyes that mean what they say when they say all those things that eyes say
– butterflies rising
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Tag: Faithful
the priceless things… nothing feels as rich, as expensive…
nothing feels
as rich, as expensive,
as being held by hands
laced in respect,
strong hands that can be
soft and slow against your skin
like flowers, like curiosity…
and eyes that mean what they say
when they say all those things
that eyes say… like,
it’s safe here. and there’s truth here.
and there’s depth in here.
and full. attention.
that undeniable, can’t not. must have.
ache for you, ache for this…
nothing. but. this. kind of aching in you
reaching for an aching me…
those are the priceless things,
give me your priceless things.
– butterflies rising
Read More →like curiosity…
strong hands
that can be soft hands
and slow hands
against your skin
like flowers, like curiosity…
– butterflies rising
Read More →integrity is the sweetest sugar…
the testimony of character…
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 →nothing softens me towards someone like the way strength of character does…
nothing softens me
towards someone like the way
strength of character does
– butterflies rising
Read More →through lifetimes… until i die… i will look at you and i will feel this way until i die…
through lifetimes…
until i die…
i will look at you and
i will feel this way until i die.
and then when i live again,
i will feel this way, still.
– butterflies rising
Read More →you’ll know… not just in the way they look at you…
you’ll know…
not just in the way they look at you,
but in how they’re not looking
anywhere else
– butterflies rising
Read More →the in-between…
the in-between…
sometimes a soul
needs a growing space,
a before space or an in-between
to go within…
but you can’t ask someone
to be a forever waiting for you
if you’re trying to fill
that in-between space with
other temporary faces
patience with a soul searching and pain from
an ego seeking… it’s not the same thing.
– butterflies rising
Read More →a man’s foundation…
the way he is
so sure within himself,
he never needs to make
me feel unsure…
it’s beautiful the way a man’s foundation
can let your heart call him home
– butterflies rising
Read More →like a destiny…
when someone
is meant for you
faithful will be effortless,
like a destiny,
like a way of being
that only you make sense in,
like a journey you hold endless
stories for
wait for this.
– butterflies rising
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