that sure kind of love…

that sure kind of love…
where jealousy has no resting place,
and doubt has no home

– butterflies rising

that place
on the back of his neck
where my fingers fall
when my arms are wrapped around him
…that place.

details,
i love madly in
details

– butterflies rising

truly faithful fades no
measure with company or
circumstance.

– butterflies rising

we have the same kind of
stardust in our souls

– butterflies rising

may what you offer my heart
when we start
this dream
be evergreen
and expand
may no promise
rescind
with the wind
or time
may all you say is mine
be mine
…forever

– butterflies rising

i think
it’s been his soul
passing through the others…
leaving traces of him,
of these memories we’ve yet to live,
leaving breadcrumbs to him
in the ones who were
just lessons,
it’s been breadcrumbs to home…
all of it guiding me as i grow.

– butterflies rising