Love me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
TERAZA FAULKNERLove me later when the sun fades into the horizon and the distance between you and I melts away.
TERAZA FAULKNERShe teaches me I am boundless and free. She teaches me my past does not define me.
TERAZA FAULKNERMorning 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 FAULKNERBitter sweet rose her thorns pierce every bone, but her lustful petals fall like bandaids for bleeding sores.
TERAZA FAULKNERIf I could stitch these wounds with letters every scar would bear your name.
TERAZA FAULKNERThe more I branch out, the less lonely I feel. I often wonder if trees are like that, too.
TERAZA FAULKNERTake me from this wasteland, for I have longed for an escape like a bird that craves the wilderness, from every corner of his cage.
TERAZA FAULKNERWe choose our gardens based on what will bloom, and we wait out the seasons, until they do. And sometimes, love needs patience too.
TERAZA FAULKNERI’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 FAULKNERYou 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 FAULKNERSkin on skin his heart beat an orchestra against her chest. Love never tires of music like this.
TERAZA FAULKNERI 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 FAULKNERMaybe all these tears are leading me somewhere. Because when the sun meets rain, something beautiful emerges. And perhaps I am a rainbow in the making.
TERAZA FAULKNERLike a flower, that hides from the sun and discovers it still grows and blooms, I am learning that I too, can survive the dark, without you.
TERAZA FAULKNERCatch my fall as my wings ignite with love and the sky and I unite.
TERAZA FAULKNERSometimes my lion will try to roar back when I flee. But its my butterfly that keeps me silent when I leave.
TERAZA FAULKNER