even if it is
madness to do so,
i will let myself feel you.
and even if it is through madness
to find you… i will search for you.
and no matter how far
and wide we wander,
how. desperately. we lose our way,
i will look for you in every lifetime…
until we finally stay.
– butterflies rising
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i love in flowers, soft
i love in fire, wild
i love in sky, free
i love in stars, forever
– butterflies rising
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lay here…
safe in the
morning light,
soft in the daylight,
until sunlight becomes
skin light,
breathe in and
let the flowers wrap
you up in sweet
until the air comes easy
from your chest,
until the sky becomes
something you can touch,
and the earth becomes
somewhere you can stay
and still have wings
– butterflies rising
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earth, fire, water, sky…
wild, soft, free… and full of flowers.
she makes everything beautiful,
everything about her is made of soul.
– butterflies rising
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what makes you feel…
what makes you. feel. alive.
how is your breath stolen.
how. and when.
does this life give you arrhythmia.
what pulls at you so much that it
hurts not to chase it.
the dreams out there, the hopes in here.
the art, the words, the songs…
what shifts you.
that somewhere beautiful in this world
that calls to you in the early light.
those aching things that keep you up
so restless after midnight.
what takes you higher than this world,
what takes you deeper into your soul light…
all of those things…
i want to know. those. things…
show me all of your soul things
– butterflies rising
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what makes you feel…
and feel alive… how is your breath stolen…
i want to know your soul aesthetic.
– butterflies rising
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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
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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.
– butterflies rising
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