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The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.

Teraza Faulkner

Isn’t it a lovely thing watching flowers greet the wind as if a gentle kiss is all they need to dance.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Dance Flower Kiss Love Nature Wind
Where the heart feels torn is where the blood rushes most and that’s where all the roads meet.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blood Feeling Heart Myself Road
There is snow on my face and wind in my hair and winter has nearly stolen me. But as I remember the words of our song then spring still owns a part of me.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Face Hair Myself Ourselves Remember Snow Song Wind
Pain is as dark as it is deep. But just like anything that receives enough light, it too will fade over time and become something, a little less ominous, and a little more hopeful.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Darkness Enough Fade Hope Light Pain Time
I’m holding onto you, like a cloud holds rain. Knowing at some point I must let go. But waiting for the perfect storm, that will make it so much easier.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hold Let Go Myself Perfection Rain
Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
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Hands Sex Touch
Pain made me grow in the most unexpected places. And now I know what it feels like to be a wildflower.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Expectation Flower Growth Pain Place Wild
There is no road less travelled than the one that leads into the sea. But the waves will always take you to where you need to be.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Journey Leadership Need Road Travel Yourself
I stand before mother natures pleasures as she is a playground for my soul. But you will always be the only playground that I call home.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Home Mom Myself Nature Stand
You’re the crescent moon cradling all theses shadows of me teach me how to shine so there’s no distance between you and I.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Distance Moon Myself Shadow Yourself
She fades away falls behind the curtain of the night and retreats beyond the darkness as though she is gone for good. Yet, she always returns. And so does, love.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Beyond Fade Love Night Return
I wish for a world where our hearts could be seen on the outside and we acred more about what our love looked like than our faces.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Face Heart Love Ourselves World
I am caught between the meadow and the sky knowing I can walk long distances, but believing there’s something greater than where my feet can take me.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Believe Distance Greatness Myself Sky Walk
You are the book I keep closed, for some stories are not easy to read. But flowers bloom in between like the story is still alive.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Break Up Easy Love Reading Relationship Story Yourself
I am not scared of what I may find within the darkness of this forest line. But I do fear what the wild may find in me. I do fear that kind of vulnerability.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Darkness Forest Kind Scare Vulnerability Wild
We choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Choice Garden Love Ourselves Patience Season Time

The more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.

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