Hidden place
through the warmthest cord of care
your love was sent to me
i'm not sure what to do with it
or where to put it
i'm so close to tear
and so close to
simply calling you up
and simply suggesting
we go to that hidden place
now, i have been slightly shy
but i can smell a pinch of hope
to almost have allowed once fingers
to stroke
the fingers i was given to touch with
but careful careful
there lies my passion hidden
there lies my love
i'll hide it under a blanket
lull it to sleep
i'll keep it in a hidden place
he's
the beautifullest
fragilest
still strong
dark and divine
and the littleness of his movements
hides himself
he invents a charm
that makes him invisible
hides in the hair
can i hide there too?
hide in the hair of him
seek solace
sanctuary
in that hidden place
^
Cocoon
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 carresses
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 ^
It's not up to you
i wake up
and the day feels broken
i tilt my head
i'm trying to get an angle
'cause the evening
i've always longed for
it could still happen
how do i master
the perfect day
six glasses of water
seven phonecalls
if you leave it alone
it might just happen
anyway
it's not up to you
well, it never really was...
if you wake up
and the day feels a-broken
just lean into the crack
just lean into the crack
and it will tremble ever so nicely
notice
how it sparkles
down there
i can decide what i give
but it's not up to me
what i get given
unthinkable surprises
about to happen
but what they are
it's not up to you
well, it never really was...
there is too much
clinging
to peak
there is too much pressure
^
