you are laurel burning in fire

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