i want to drip myself
in wild creativity and glow
– butterflies rising
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you are worthy of all this…
i want…
to search. and stretch.
and grow. and glow.
and drip myself in
wild creativity,
and burn and breathe at once
in this skin. in these lungs.
wings untethered,
under the moon,
into the sky,
and to dream big and bigger
and biggest,
and to feel free in here…
inside my anxious chest.
to just. feel. free.
and to have the universe
say… yes, you are worthy of all this.
– butterflies rising
Read More →let’s lose ourselves in wild creativity…
meet me where we can lose ourselves in the wild and feel it all…
meet me where we can lose ourselves in the wild and feel it all… 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
Read More →let’s run free under starlight…
let’s run free under starlight – butterflies rising book memes
my way of asking for your forevers…
i can’t say them.
i can’t say those three words.
i can’t say it in three words…
i can’t speak these things small.
i don’t feel these things ordinary.
and i can’t look at you and feel. these. things.
and fit them into predetermined patterns
and pre-ordered packages,
or practice how to speak them
in a rented ballroom,
or repeat them as a morning habit…
these are star things, and soul things,
and all of my everything, things…
so when you say…
do you, will you?
i do, and i will…
but out here where it’s wild,
and up here where it’s infinite,
and in me where i feel you,
where i’ve always. felt. you…
even before this. and where i’ll feel you
after this, and beyond this…
so what i can’t say means nothing.
and it means everything.
and what i mean when i say to you…
burn out the stars with me
…that’s my way of asking for your forevers.
– butterflies rising
Read More →my way of asking for your forevers: the remix…
those three words…
i can’t say those three. little. words.
because…
i can’t say it in three words.
i can’t speak these things small because
i don’t feel these things ordinary.
i can’t look at you and
feel. all. these. things.
and try to fit them into predetermined
patterns or say them to you like
some sort of easy habit;
these things that i feel are star things
and soul things
and all of my everything, things.
so when you ask…
“do you?”
i do, and i will…
but out here where it’s wild
and up here where it’s infinite
and in me where i feel you,
where i’ve always. felt. you…
even before this.
and where i’ll feel you after this,
and beyond this…
so what i can’t say means nothing.
and it means everything.
and what i mean when i say to you…
burn out the stars with me
…that’s my way of asking for your forevers.
– butterflies rising
Read More →beautiful stardust: when you love wildly, your heart can break so. intensely…
beautiful stardust…
when you love wildly,
your heart can break so. intensely.
and passionate pain is brutal pain…
but it’s powerful pain too.
it stirs us in our soul places. and even when it
feels like it burns right through us and tears us apart,
it can be a catalyst if we let it.
we can pour it into things like music and art
and poetry… or turn it into growth and change
and inspiration and all these other beautiful things
that we can become and can spill
out into the world.
when you love intensely,
your heart can break so. intensely.so keep loving deep…
and keep your heart wilder than wild…
and breathe it all out as beautiful stardust.
– butterflies rising
Read More →in this existence of her…
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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