You will never need to pluck a petal

You will never need to pluck a petal.
You will never be like the foreboding earth
That slumbers in doubt and need;
For I have loved you long before
The mirror did.

From heat to cold and cold to fire,
I grow and go from you to you.
I am the stubborn wave
That never leaves your shore.

Because in this big, uncertain, and suffocating world,
We are laughing,
Laughing,
Laughing,
Tasting stardusts
On our lips.