morse coded signals

[travlr1]

Now, every time I hear Pagan Poetry I will think of the needle going into my skin, leaving that indelible desire. I used to have no connection at all to that song. But now I have one. I will also think of Björk and the video for Pagan Poetry, needles threading pearls in her skin, delicate threads with tiny pearls, and the things in her back (was that real?). The lyrics, also, are kind of significant:

pedalling through
the dark currents
i find an accurate copy
a blueprint
of the pleasure in me

swirling
black lilies
totally ripe

a secret code carved

swirling
black lilies
totally ripe

she 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

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

i ♥love her

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

he ♥loves her

but she makes me want to
hand myself over

he ♥ loves her

(i changed them to reflect from my perspective, when ever i am in the car, singing, that's how i sing them...)

So now every time I hear the beginning of that song, it gives me goosebumps. And then i remember the pain, the sweetest pain i have ever felt. And then the lyrics come in, talking about the blueprint of desire. Now I love this song.