while you’re holding it…

…maybe it’s brutal when you have to let it fall from your hands, but god, how beautiful it feels while you’re holding it.

– butterflies rising

maybe
it tangles with chaos
and loses hold of safe and sane…
but that kind of love will be like wildfire.
and the way they touch you
will feel like wildfire.
and your heart…
it will take everything in like it’s on fire.
and it may be heavy on your soul when it breaks you,
but only because you burned so deep for it.
maybe it’s brutal when you have to let it
fall from your hands,
but god, how beautiful it feels
while you’re holding it.

– butterflies rising

abundant and sun-flavored and overflowing on me

Sun-flavored Love…

i’ve learned that
i deserve more than a starved love…
that kind where you feed off of me
because you can’t fill yourself

i deserve rich love, extra love
abundant and sun-flavored and overflowing on me
because you’re full within yourself

– butterflies rising

i hope you know
you matter now
chosen by no one
belonging to yourself

i hope you go on
living in skin untouched by anything that your
sovereignty did not bless into your existence
and breathing air that holds no can’ts
and carries no words
of how a woman
should or should not be

– choices

– butterflies rising