As Sodom and Gomorrah burned,
So let memories of us burn
in this searing blaze
hungry for our pictures and every thought of you.
Let it burn away your lingering taste
and all the honeyed lies that flowed
like dripping nectar from your lips.
Let these raging flames burn hotter
than the fire in my blood
during all those stolen moments lit
with colliding lips and teeth,
and promises that never came to pass.
So let this fire burn
In the way that you and I could not—
a brightly shining star
that was never ours to wish on.
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Hello and welcome to my page~
My name is Larisa--a very common Slavic name that was either derived from the Latin word hilaris, meaning "cheerful," or from the Greek city of Larissa, meaning "strong fortress."
Born in Ukraine, I emigrated with my family to America when I was still a small child and now make my home in the beautiful Pacific Northwest. Growing up immersed in two vastly differing cultures led me to have a burning curiosity about people all over the world. Stemming from said curiosity, I have fallen in love with traveling to other countries, meeting new people and delving into their culture, exploring new cities, and of course, dining on the local cuisine!
If I cannot escape into a different country, then my next favorite method of adventure is to lose myself in a spectacular book. I enjoy books of all genres--from fiction and novels, to biographies and ethnographies. As long as it captures my fancy and holds me spellbound the entire time, I will burn through the book like a forest fire! Because of this penchant for reading and travel, coupled with my love of deep and mysterious things, I have been often called a dreamer and I find the title suits me.
With that being said, I invite you to stay a while, perhaps make yourself a cup of tea and linger through my posts and feel free to comment or share a thought :-)
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“So let this fire burn In the way that you and I could not— a brightly shining star that was never ours to wish on”
Oof! How are you so good with words?
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I am glad you liked it! The only way I can describe it is to quote Ernest Hemingway.. “I sit down at the typewriter and bleed.”
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This is so apt and timely for me…
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Heartbreak…no one can escape its reach at some point in their life.
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Hmmm… True
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Breathtaking. Truly.
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You think so? I’m so happy you approve ♥️💞💝
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I do approve. ❤ I think that there maybe another analogy sprinkled in there. Lot's wife was told not to look back at the devastation, but she did. And for that, she was turned to a pillar of salt. Maybe a message that we don't let bad episodes of our past take us down?
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😮 Wow, I am speechless. What a perfect thing to say, Rob—I did not even think of that! I love when a reader reveals something hidden in a piece that escaped even the author’s notice.
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I love it when a writer provides a piece that leaves the reader room to float around through the inertia of her ideas. It’s a great piece, Larisa.
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Sigh..let me go drink wine in the morning to accompany the languor of all your beautiful comments..
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That sounds divine! And thank you for your generous compliment.
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