the in-between…
sometimes a soul
needs a growing space,
a before space or an in-between
to go within…
but you can’t ask someone
to be a forever waiting for you
if you’re trying to fill
that in-between space with
other temporary faces
patience with a soul searching and pain from
an ego seeking… it’s not the same thing.
– butterflies rising
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we’re here
with all this chemistry
in our veins,
so let’s stay up
and talk
about heaven, and earth,
and of your dreams,
and my dreams…
and maybe you could come closer and
show me love-colored things
– late night conversations
– butterflies rising
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in this existence of her…
in this moment
he just wanted to be in
this soft, sweet, wild, burning
existence of her
– butterflies rising
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a wild heart burning…
you stay still
waiting for a cold heart to
warm towards you,
while somewhere else out there
is a wild heart burning,
so untamed, and so unafraid to light up
everything in you
– butterflies rising
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every
little thing
feels so much softer,
so much sweeter,
with you.
– butterflies rising
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the way he is
so sure within himself,
he never needs to make
me feel unsure…
it’s beautiful the way a man’s foundation
can let your heart call him home
– butterflies rising
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