“paper planes, or angel wings, anything to lift the heavy”
– butterflies rising
“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”
– butterflies rising
“i think
you have to chase it.
that thing that tells you…
keep. going.”
– butterflies rising
you are a peace and a flame, you steady me and stir me all at once
– butterflies rising
you steady me and stir me all at once
– butterflies rising