i could get lost
in all the little ways
you carry love, and carry light,
and hold so much
goodness in your being,
you are a golden thing
in this heavy, heavy world,
and everything feels new
when i look at you
– butterflies rising
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the way your
fingers fall in mine,
and how your heart is
racing wild,
and how my heart is
racing wild…
i just feel so alive
– butterflies rising
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your standards for love are going to make some
people uncomfortable. and they will try to make
you feel like those standards are too high.
i think it’s because those standards threaten
their comfort zones.
what you believe in either challenges how they treat
people… or how they’ve accepted being treated.
but none of that is about you.
this is your own life. and it will be your own love
and your own heart. so don’t ever let anyone make
you question your own standards…
keep them high.
– butterflies rising
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you said,
tell me where you’ve been, love
and i thought of all the lost roads,
and dark corners,
and heavy work, and heartbreak,
and of all the healing
and i just said…
on my way here
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her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art
– butterflies rising
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she’s not here just to be
a supporting character in your story…
she has her own entire story
to live too.
– butterflies rising
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