black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

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

Teraza Faulkner

Sometimes it is not about the touch at all it is about the hands they belong too.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hands Sex Touch
Sometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Lion Myself Run Silence Time
A flower grows where it is planted but love grows everywhere.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Flower Growth Myself Plant
Catch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Fall Love Myself Unity Wings
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
Morning mist like a blanket to dawn, obscures the hope of a new day. Yet the sunrises high, and the blanket falls and hope returns to the stage.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Blanket Day Hope Morning Return Stage
If truth be known it is not all about rainbows sometimes eyes of melancholic skies still shine they still find light and color despite the sky.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Color Eyes Light Rainbow Shine Sky Time Truth
I’m holding happiness as though it never left it was always below my skin. Waiting to be seen waiting for the opportunity to breathe again.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Breathe Happiness Hold Myself Opportunity See Skin
I will always have a little bit of the wild in me. Always remembering what a good heart tastes like. Like love, that never ends. Like you.
TERAZA FAULKNER

End Heart Remember Wild Yourself
I’ve been that children, learning to walk. Somedays I’ve fallen, and some days I’ve crawled. But the steps, they grew. And so did my strength. And then I let go of your hand.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Children Hands Learning Let Go Strength Walk Yourself
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
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
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
The sun never gets tired of kissing the sky, goodnight. And my heart will never tire of a love, like that.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Heart Kissing Love Myself Night Sky Sun
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
It’s those hands of time saving me when nothing else can.
TERAZA FAULKNER

Hands Myself Save Time

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

Related Topics

Popular Authors

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

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Teraza Faulkner Quotes