she’s sun-kissed and moon-bitten…

she’s sun-kissed and moon-bitten

– butterflies rising

the way she’s such a soft thing
and still lets everything made of fire
run so wild in her veins

– butterflies rising

let’s lose ourselves
in wild creativity and glow.
and burn and breathe at once in our skin.
out of our lungs.
pouring the aches from our chests.
with our wings wide open.

– butterflies rising

passion in my chest like kerosene

– butterflies rising

keep chasing all that sweet and
wild rebellion in you.

– butterflies rising

the sweet and wild rebellion in you…

the poetry
in those eyes…
those dreamer’s eyes
learning to see in the dark.
and all that beautiful madness
tangled in your hair.
toes dangling over the edge,
testing a new universe.
it’s ok to take small steps and deep breaths, love…
but also, let yourself start to take up your space.
and don’t you dare say you’re sorry when you do.
and you’ll be rejected for these wings, these fires,
for this sweet and wild rebellion in you.
but these are such. beautiful. things.
so keep choosing you…
because nothing will matter if you reject you.

if it needs you small, don’t let it hold you anymore.
don’t let anything that needs you
ordinary tame you ever again.

– butterflies rising