the way a boy with tattoos can linger…
the way i’d
trace my fingers
so slow
down your forearm
over every inch of
your tattoos,
just taking in your skin,
letting it tell me all
your stories,
even the ones you
couldn’t say…
i’m terrified i’ll always
miss that.
– butterflies rising
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the way i’d
trace my fingers
so slow
down your forearm
over every inch of
your tattoos,
just taking in your skin,
letting it tell me all
your stories,
even the ones you
couldn’t say…
i’m terrified i’ll always
miss that.
– butterflies rising
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we are
not halves of
each other,
we come here to
love the whole of
one another
– butterflies rising
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let me see
your chest bleed
and your heart ache
with all that you are
and for everything you love…
show me all your wildfires,
i want to know your wildfires
– butterflies rising
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Journey Companions…
please let
everyone on my journey
be kind and good to my heart and soul,
and please let anyone who isn’t
easily pass through.
– butterflies rising
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what is
beautiful in me
and what is tender
in me
it is always.
no matter how
hard you tried to make
me feel hard to love
there are
all these beautiful
and tender things in me…
always.
– butterflies rising
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you want to love again… but first,
you have to put to rest the unrest that you
felt with the hands you held before.
you gave that half-love your full attention for
so long, and now your heart needs to take
some space to breathe… new love needs fresh air.
– butterflies rising
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the way you say things to me… it makes me
want to know anything you have to say about
everything, really. your voice, your thoughts…
all the things you know.
– butterflies rising
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the way you say
things to me, it makes me
want to know anything you have to
say about everything, really
…the way you speak, the things you know
– butterflies rising
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love… it isn’t found in
rings and dresses for me, and not in
shared property, or contracts…
that’s just some presentation of material things
for me, love is what you feel in your heart
when no one is looking,
an honor and an integrity that you’re naturally
drawn to in your actions,
an effortlessness, a passionate desire to
treat someone so beautifully,
an energy between you that connects you
to an infinite and magical truth…
i’ve never wanted the presentation of love,
i want the true experience of it
– butterflies rising
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