i think you’re made of flowers;
how you bloom when there’s light
on your skin
– butterflies rising
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Tag: Soul
like a fingerprint…
i only know
how to crave
skin against skin
and my heart against
a chest
like a fingerprint
– butterflies rising
Read More →i love in heartbeats, slow and sweet, so sweet, and hard…
i love in heartbeats,
slow and sweet, so sweet,
and hard, and reckless,
and racing, and so close,
maybe too close…
so then running,
and reaching, and aching,
but in heartbeats, everything,
all of it, in heartbeats
– butterflies rising
Read More →self-love… the most delicate intimacy – butterflies rising quote – credited posts
unfolding into yourself… what a tender, delicate thing: the most delicate intimacy…
self-love… the most delicate intimacy…
self-love… the most delicate intimacy: 2nd book…
wildfire heart… it’s breathtaking, how your heart spills out of you…
Wildfire Heart…
it’s breathtaking,
how your heart spills out of you
so achingly soft, and so chaotically unsure,
but as if the entire world catches fire
and you’re wanting to just be
so in love with it all
– butterflies rising
Read More →let things break you wide open, that’s where the golden light is…
be gentle with the way you’re learning to hold your own heart…
honey butter…
…the way a southern girl says her vowels, like the words are dipped in honey butter.
– butterflies rising
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