Tatyana Terebinova
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"you are laurel burning in fire"
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you are the rain of waiting over me
you are my mysterious darkness and purring aura
you - predict me and carefully forget
you are the blood of my naked fire
you are the skin of my cosmic soul
you are the body of my bottomless breath
you are the sweat of a newborn
you are the milk from my chest
you are the joy of dying bitterness
you are the sadness of my laugh
you are a rainbow over the groves of my senses
you are the frost on the eyelashes of anxiety
you are the hunger of my unknown ways
you are the saturation of my vortex
you are the bird on the branch of my hand
you are my impatience to inhale
you are my tear on your cheek
you are the wings of my recognition
you are the laughter and the hop of insights
you are my cry and captivity over the stone of insensibility
you are the search for dew in the hot desert
you are a pearl in the shell of my bottomless soul
you are my strength and meekness in the palms of god
you are my soul look around in a dance of fire
you are my madness in the game with the universe
you are my legend, the parable of all reasons
you are my mind when i burst like a petal
you are noble laurel, burning in the fire of my ether