he’s got a little
mischief in his smile
and a little wild in his eyes,
but there’s bleeding in that heart
and a whole lot of passion in that soul,
and he doesn’t just make you feel things…
he lets himself feel it all too.
– the boys who bleed flowers and fire
– butterflies rising
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even if it is
madness to do so,
i will let myself feel you.
and even if it is through madness
to find you… i will search for you.
and no matter how far
and wide we wander,
how. desperately. we lose our way,
i will look for you in every lifetime…
until we finally stay.
– 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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…the kind of eyes that mean what they say when they say all those things that eyes say
– butterflies rising
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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
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you walk in
like a sure thing…
and i don’t mean
easy skin,
i mean sure love and
steady hands,
all that destiny in those wild eyes,
so much passion in that wild heart,
all the marks on you
and the strength in you
from the mountains within you
that you’ve scaled to get here…
it’s beautiful.
so many moons in you.
all to find your way to this light that’s
burning for you within me.
– butterflies rising
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all that
destiny in those wild eyes,
and so much passion in that
wild heart
– butterflies rising
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i love like flowers and fire…
i don’t know any other way.
soft and vulnerable… and wild
and burning… with my heart
broken. wide. open.
– butterflies rising
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i love like flowers and fire…
i don’t know any other way. soft and vulnerable,
and wild and burning… with my heart broken. wide. open.
and even though he came in like wildfire, he was just. broken.
and hardened. and filled with an ugliness raging inside of him
and he thought that if he raged hard enough against me
that he could rage an ugliness out from inside of me too.
then he could say, “see, it’s you.” that he could be so hard to
love that he could make me feel hard to love too. but i just
softly left the room. a graceful exit. and i wrote all my
feelings down to shed his hardened residue. and to remind
myself of all the ways that there are such beautiful
and tender things in me… always.
instead of becoming rage too, i said to my heart..
exit gracefully. heal and grow.
don’t look back.
– butterflies rising
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