“her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art”
– butterflies rising
“her,
because she
makes life poetry,
she turns every bit
of it into art”
– butterflies rising
“let yourself fall into this wild love”
– butterflies rising
“she gets wild with the moon and restless”
– butterflies rising
“i spent all that time haunted by the ghost of someone you never really were”
– butterflies rising
“under the sun
is where her flowers bloom,
under the moon
is where her fires burn,
out in the wild
is where her spirit breathes…
she’s meant to be wild,
so beautifully wild.”
– butterflies rising