you turn these still
places into breathing,
this. warm sun… how it wakes
a motion
you take this feeling in me
and turn it into a high road,
and an open life
you can’t come here and ask me
to feel all this love, and not turn it
into the shape of you…
you make everything beautiful,
everything about you is
made of soul
and you say we’ll find a way…
promise me we’ll find our way
– butterflies rising
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and maybe,
sometimes i back up
just a little,
just to breathe…
to steady in me.
and maybe, sometimes,
my fingers will untangle
just a little,
just to feel…
how to be mine, all mine.
and maybe,
i can get a little reckless
when my heart is restless,
but it’s still always yours,
all yours.
– butterflies rising
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strong hands
that can be soft hands
and slow hands
against your skin
like flowers, like curiosity…
– butterflies rising
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you’ve got this big heart,
and it’s full of all these big dreams,
and maybe sometimes these dreams feel too big,
and maybe sometimes all of this feels too hard,
but the heavens want to have favor on you,
and it may take a long time, but it will happen
in its right time… so take a deep breath
and just hold on
– butterflies rising
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forever trying
to reconcile this hopelessly
romantic heart and this fiercely
independent soul
i’m such a soft lover…
and a wild wanderer
but i think you’re where
all of me finds home
– butterflies rising
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this world is
too wide
and this universe
is too big
and you are just
too beautiful
and there is just
way too much inside of you
for you to let this
be the end
– butterflies rising
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heartbreak has this way
of making your world seem so small,
just taking everything that
has meaning and collapsing it into
one single story, with only one other person,
and just one version of yourself, in just
one version of life, with what feels
like no way out, and as if there is
nothing more to know
but this world is too wide, and this
universe is too big, and you are just. too. beautiful,
and there is just way too much inside of you…
for you to let this be the end
this isn’t the end…
– 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
– butterflies rising
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