Bright tenderness
runs through
my every tiny atom.
I have no hair
but blossoming herbs
I have no eyes
but sunlight cobwebs.
Perhaps that is why
the world seems
shinier than
the horn of a silky unicorn.
I see you
on the other side
of a small water drop
glowingly you lullaby
in the lap of a white lotus
keeping our secrets
under the shade of the lake.
Of the Light
You Let the Words
Bright Tenderness
А Dream Entangled My Reality
I Ran
I Dream that I Disappear
The Word Is Our Destiny Deserved
Sorceries and Witchcraft
Remember
Bright Tenderness
А Dream Entangled My Reality
I Ran
I Dream that I Disappear
The Word Is Our Destiny Deserved
Sorceries and Witchcraft
Remember
AuthorElizabeta Drakulovska