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Cocoon – Like poetry

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I miss listening to Björk’s Vespertine album. It has such a haunting theme. And let’s not even talk about her MVs. I didn’t even realise I was missing her songs until I cracked my head trying to recall the tune I was humming in the shower. It was the melody to this song:

Who would have known : that a boy like him
Would have entered me lightly restoring my blisses

Who would have known : that a boy like him
After sharing my core would stay going nowhere

Who would have known : a beauty this immense
Who would have known : a saintly trance
Who would have known : miraculous breath
To inhale a beard loaded with courage

Who would have known : that a boy like him
Possessed of magical sensitivity
Would approach a girl like me
Who caresses
Cradles
His head in a bosom

He slides inside
Half awake half asleep
We faint back
Into sleephood
When I wake up
The second time in his arms : gorgeousness!
He’s still inside me!

Who would have known

A train of pearls cabin by cabin
Is shot precisely across an ocean
From a mouth

From

A

From a mouth of a girl like me

To a boy
To a boy
To a boy

Written by smudgi3

August 12, 2007, Sunday at 15:41

Posted in Moods

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