“Go where you breathe free.”

Like a butterfly, her wings unfolded.

Write it out until what hurt you heals.

I like you brave, I like you breathing free, I like you feeling all of you in you.

Let your head quiet, go where your heart sways.

She writes with an ache, its one that feels like you.

I want a love that as deep as it feels, it breathes just as free.

This world will get heavy; stay unshaken in pursuit of the light.

Exit gracefully. Heal and grow. Don’t look back.

That sure kind of love, where jealousy has no resting place, and doubt has no home.

This world will get heavy; stay unshaken in pursuit of the light.

Unfolding into yourself, what a tender, delicate thing.

Self Love – the most delicate intimacy.

I keep falling, and feeling, and loving too much, but isn’t feeling it all existence.

Keep your heart wilder than wild.

She’s got all the wildflower energy in her veins.

She’s made up of sweet tea and poetry.