meet me where we can lose ourselves in the wild and feel it all… burn and breathe at once in our skin. out of our lungs. pouring the aches from our chests, with our wings wide open.
– butterflies rising
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Tag: Love
where you’ll find love…
what you go to just
because you’re lonely isn’t love,
what you’re drawn to when you’re
in your light…
that’s where you’ll find love
– butterflies rising
Read More →you have a beautiful heart, babygirl…
you have a
beautiful heart, babygirl,
and it’s meant to know
a beautiful love
– butterflies rising
Read More →this love like summer… this light, this warmth…
this love
like summer…
this light, this warmth,
how with you
it all feels so free
– butterflies rising
Read More →let’s run free under starlight…
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 →your heart isn’t made to settle… you must choose the greatest love,…
your heart
isn’t made to settle…
you must choose the greatest love,
and you have to chase the
greatest life
– butterflies rising
Read More →my soft heart…
how soft
my heart is…
it just isn’t made for how
flawed humans love
– butterflies rising
Read More →my way of asking for your forevers…
i can’t say them.
i can’t say those three words.
i can’t say it in three words…
i can’t speak these things small.
i don’t feel these things ordinary.
and i can’t look at you and feel. these. things.
and fit them into predetermined patterns
and pre-ordered packages,
or practice how to speak them
in a rented ballroom,
or repeat them as a morning habit…
these are star things, and soul things,
and all of my everything, things…
so when you say…
do you, will you?
i do, and i will…
but out here where it’s wild,
and up here where it’s infinite,
and in me where i feel you,
where i’ve always. felt. you…
even before this. and where i’ll feel you
after this, and beyond this…
so what i can’t say means nothing.
and it means everything.
and what i mean when i say to you…
burn out the stars with me
…that’s my way of asking for your forevers.
– butterflies rising
Read More →my way of asking for your forevers: the remix…
those three words…
i can’t say those three. little. words.
because…
i can’t say it in three words.
i can’t speak these things small because
i don’t feel these things ordinary.
i can’t look at you and
feel. all. these. things.
and try to fit them into predetermined
patterns or say them to you like
some sort of easy habit;
these things that i feel are star things
and soul things
and all of my everything, things.
so when you ask…
“do you?”
i do, and i will…
but out here where it’s wild
and up here where it’s infinite
and in me where i feel you,
where i’ve always. felt. you…
even before this.
and where i’ll feel you after this,
and beyond this…
so what i can’t say means nothing.
and it means everything.
and what i mean when i say to you…
burn out the stars with me
…that’s my way of asking for your forevers.
– butterflies rising
Read More →while we’re here… we can try to love a little deeper, and burn a little brighter…
while we’re here… we can try to love a little deeper, and burn a little brighter, and maybe, just maybe, we make it a little softer here for someone.
– butterflies rising
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