she’s made up
of sweet tea and poetry– country girl
– butterflies rising
she’s made up
of sweet tea and poetry– country girl
– butterflies rising
my soul just wants to be closer to yours
– butterflies rising
what if sometimes, someone’s walls
are just self-love-shaped boundaries…
– butterflies rising
we love like fireflies, how we gravitate to each other’s glow
– butterflies rising
maybe it’s not such a bad thing… having to go through someone’s walls.
– butterflies rising