there is this
stunning breathing rhythm
in a woman learning to love herself
this slow rise as she feels her way into
every inch of her skin like honey,
and this soft fall as she settles into grace
this is the breath i seek
– butterflies rising
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on your own
is where your
wildflowers grow,
there’s no one else here to
block their sun,
but no one else can water
them but you
– butterflies rising
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on your own
is where your
wildflowers grow,
there’s no one else here to
block their sun,
but no one else can water
them but you
– butterflies rising
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…i’m still learning how to hear the word beautiful and let it be meant for me
– butterflies rising
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i’m still learning
how to hear the word beautiful
and let it be meant for me
…to breathe it in
and let it belong here
– butterflies rising
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everything in you
is meant to be felt by someone
who loves as raw in their nerves
and as full in their blood,
and could never be unaffected by you
– fire
– butterflies rising
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if they love you,
they will love the way
you fall in love with yourself,
and life, and them,
and everything beautiful
– butterflies rising
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this becoming
will ask for your breath, patience
and for your fight, perseverance
transformation is made of both
surrender and strength
– butterflies rising
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it makes it harder to love people
when you won’t let yourself
have faith in them
– butterflies rising
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i’m learning
to love the way
my name settles
in silence
before i can love
how it falls
from another’s
mouth
– this love story first.
– butterflies rising
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