i miss what it
feels like to believe in sunrises.
to wake up feeling like… today will be good,
beautiful things will happen,
and nothing will hurt.
but the world just keeps breaking
my heart again and again
and again.
– butterflies rising
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whenever i see someone talking about how small & controllable women need to be if they want to be loved, it just makes me want to write more poetry about how bright we get to be and be loved.
– butterflies rising
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a love language…
good conversation. intense conversation.
wit, banter, chemistry. tell me things.
a curiosity exchange… the kind you
don’t want to end.
– butterflies rising
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you deserve someone who isn’t afraid of your sparks… the kind of connection where their fire is drawn to your fire.
– butterflies rising
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fire energy girls…
made of fire, spark, confidence and flame,
they breathe in the wild and hold the essence of brave,
so beautifully untamed… how they give this life
a pulse and light up your way… they will just
never, ever leave you unchanged.
– butterflies rising
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where we are drawn and pulled. and when we are shifted and stirred. in what makes us feel. and feel alive. or feel understood, like outstretched hands and lifelines, like home. in our self-searching, where we feel soul memory. or in the inspiration touches and in what feels like free and brings us wide-lung breathing. and in our fire-catching and lightning-chasing, they meet us there with sparks. where we light-find and heart-reach or lose breath and dream wild… i think we find our soulmates in the places we go to find our souls.
– butterflies rising
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i think we find our soulmates in the places we go to find our souls
– butterflies rising
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love languages…
blood + fire… the wild. the passionate.
the visceral things that burn in your veins,
that bite at your senses, that give you a pulse
sugar + flowers… the sweet. the soft.
the vulnerable things that tender the walls
and break your heart open
love + soul… the deep. the true. the heart.
the lungs. the breathing. the wings. the free…
the things you ache for… and the ones that ache back
magic + stars… the infinite. the destined.
the things you feel beyond words, beyond bodies,
beyond… before… after… always.
– butterflies rising
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don’t just stay still,
go and dream your wild dreams, love,
and chase your racing heartbeats…
find your spark and feed it, and play in your own fire,
and i promise… they’ll find you.
they’ll meet you where moonlight meets soul light
and where everything you both ache for collides,
because their fire will be drawn to your fire.
– butterflies rising
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dream
your wild dreams, love,
and chase your racing heartbeats,
find it and feed it and play in your own fire…
and she’ll find you.
she’ll meet you where moonlight meets soul light
and everything you both ache for collides,
because her fire is drawn to your fire.
– butterflies rising
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