you have to chase it.
that thing that tells you…
that there are wilder sunsets
and more colors to know.
that there are still answers for
what's pulling at you.
that the emptiness and heartbreak
aren't where love will leave you
because somewhere there is a lover
who will kiss you like you have
poetry and addiction on your lips
and needs your touch and taste
like mercy on their soul.
and there are all those virgin,
unfelt things in you, still untouched
and tender and unfolding.
so you have to keep searching.
for all that soul stuff.
until your intangible aches are
in the flesh and that fire in
you is spilling all around you…
i think you have to keep going.
– butterflies rising