“you change the texture of my universe; how the light bends to be here”
– butterflies rising
“you change the texture of my universe; how the light bends to be here”
– butterflies rising
why else love if not to feel stars
exploding in our veins… because why else are
we here if not to live with unreasonable
passion for things
– butterflies rising
“she’s a flower out in the wilderness”
– butterflies rising
“she’s a flower out in the wilderness”
– butterflies rising
“in the way a flower out in the wilderness is beautiful, touched by nothing but open air and wild sun…”
– butterflies rising