Cocoon
Björk
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