@Mp

I am a Star-Child Resident of Earth In-L♥ve with
All Random Things Considered to be Organic and Inorganic.

birds of a feather

kittenscoffeeandhighheels:

it is not butterflies you placed in my tummy,
but large ferocious birds,
with wingspans fluttering against the inners of my
lungs,
beaks prodding my intestine,  
their necks snarling with my esophagus.
their caws pulsate in and out my pores,
and these birds want to fly, fly, fly
towards you. 
but i bite with anxious molars, and their blood tastes like
cranberries.
choking up red soaked feathers,
i wonder if you have birds
too. 

(via poetryslutsunited)

"Open your eyes the sky is full of butterflies
The blossoms on the trees stir up the honey bees..”

Spring Fever, Elvis Presley (Bill Giant, Bernie Baum, and Florence Kaye)

Butterflies (by docjabagat)

"Now seen…now gone, 
The butterfly flits in and out 
Through fence-hung flowers; 
But a life lived so close to them 
I envy…though it’s here and gone.” 
— Saigyo

And thus he left us… may our hearts escort his soul to better dwellings (by AnnuskA - AnnA Theodora)