…strong hands that can be
soft and slow against your skin
– butterflies rising
Read More →i just like how it feels when you’re here, and maybe that’s all i know
– 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 →feel
everything
that is
beautiful and possible
in your soul,
and let yourself
become it
– butterflies rising
Read More →you say it aches,
how much you miss her…
but did you love her with an ache when you had her?
you had every bit of her full attention,
but where was yours?
she broke her heart open for you
again and again… and you just. kept. closing yours.
and so you lost her. and now you learn…
you learn that holding has to have wanting,
and appreciating, and valuing. you learn that love
isn’t static. it’s kinetic, it’s movement,
it’s growth and curiosity. you learn that there has there has to be more wanting in the holding
to be just as much
than there is in missing, or in reaching for.
you learn that you have to ache for people when it matters…
you have to love someone when you have them.
– 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
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