
i love like flowers and fire…
i don’t know any other way.
soft and vulnerable… and wild
and burning… with my heart
broken. wide. open.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i love like flowers and fire…
i don’t know any other way.
soft and vulnerable… and wild
and burning… with my heart
broken. wide. open.
– butterflies rising
Read More →i love like flowers and fire…
i don’t know any other way. soft and vulnerable,
and wild and burning… with my heart broken. wide. open.
and even though he came in like wildfire, he was just. broken.
and hardened. and filled with an ugliness raging inside of him
and he thought that if he raged hard enough against me
that he could rage an ugliness out from inside of me too.
then he could say, “see, it’s you.” that he could be so hard to
love that he could make me feel hard to love too. but i just
softly left the room. a graceful exit. and i wrote all my
feelings down to shed his hardened residue. and to remind
myself of all the ways that there are such beautiful
and tender things in me… always.
instead of becoming rage too, i said to my heart..
exit gracefully. heal and grow.
don’t look back.
– butterflies rising
Read More →earth, fire, water, sky…
wild, soft, free… and full of flowers.
she makes everything beautiful,
everything about her is made of soul.
– butterflies rising
Read More →when you love,
the music around you becomes
the soundtrack to the stories you are living
with that person in them
that time, those places, those moments,
it intertwines with all of it.
it becomes the energy that captures what you
feel with them, what you feel for them.
it becomes this visceral, engraved part of the life you live,
the life you know… a life that has them in it.
so, when it ends…
when you have to start unweaving
them from your stories, and untangling them
from your energy, and unraveling. them. from. your. life.
out of everything you have to let go of…
i don’t know if there’s
anything harder to let go of
than the way a song makes you
feel about them.
– when a music lover loves
– butterflies rising
Read More →sometimes,
what we feel lives in soul places,
and how we love… it’s in distant heartbeats
– butterflies rising
Read More →sometimes,
we just can’t come close
and not get hurt.
this life, it can be so hard for lovers here.
our hearts hidden
in heavy human stories,
our hearts wrapped up
in so much hurt.
and you bruise each other at the touch.
and you both go a little mad along the way.
so what you feel…
it has to live somewhere in those soul places.
and how you love; it’s in distant heartbeats.
and how you hope, my god, how you hope
that maybe, just maybe, there is some other way,
in some softer place, in some kinder time
where you find a way to break. through.
and you can unbreak yourselves,
and unbreak your hearts,
and you can unfold into love,
and they can fall into you… and you can
feel them in the closest heartbeat.
– butterflies rising
Read More →Soft Soul…
you are so sensitive,
and you think that’s what’s wrong with you…
but it’s something beautiful about you;
it’s what makes you so good.
so make no mistake… the way the
weight of the world around you affects you…
it’s because of something in you that
is so beautiful and good.
– butterflies rising
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