you said, tell me where you’ve been, love (the way to here)…

you said,
tell me where you’ve been, love

and i thought of all the lost roads,
and dark corners,
and heavy work, and heartbreak,
and of all the healing

and i just said…
on my way here

– butterflies rising

her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art

– butterflies rising

integrity is
the sweetest sugar

– butterflies rising

feel
everything
that is
beautiful and possible
in your soul,
and let yourself
become it

– butterflies rising

i want to melt
into you like wild honey,
you feel like summer sun

– butterflies rising

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
to be just as much there has to be more wanting in the holding
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