6 Aralık 2011 Salı

Björk - Pagan Poetry

:: pagan poetry
pedalling through
the dark currents 
h
i find an accurate copy
blueprint
of the pleasure in me

          swirling
          
black lilies
          totally ripe
a secret code carved

          swirling
          
black lilies
          totally ripe


he offers a handshake
crooked
five fingers
they form a pattern
yet to be matched

          swirling
          
black lilies
          totally ripe


on the surface simplicity
but the darkest pit in me
is pagan poetry
pagan poetry
          swirling
          
black lilies
          totally ripe


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morse  : coded  : signals
they pulsate : they wake me up
from my
hibernate
 
on the surface simplicity
but the darkest pit in me
is pagan poetry
pagan poetry

©love him

this time
i'm gonna keep me to myself
this time
i'm gonna keep my all to myself

she 
©loves him

but he makes me want to
hand myself over
she ©loves him

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