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Was listening to Plaisir D Amour by Joan Baez...and it just occurred that I have never noticed how the quality of her voice has direct visual feelings...
"you brought me heaven right then" is like a sharp shiny knife reflecting Cosmic rays
"when your eyes kissed mine" is like the same knife cutting through butter...
"my love loves me" - the knife shredding cheddar cheese...
"and all the wonders I see" - knife cutting the last bit
"of rainbow shines in my window" -knife cutting through soft fire...
"my love loves me" - the knife squeezing in a soft, spongy cottage cheese...
I guess she has a lovely knife in her throat...and not an adam's apple!
I wish I could grow a knife in mine too...
3 comments:
every kind of moving things have a "kinife" in. That's why we love them so much. :)
I never get tired of reading your post.
thanks all:)
There should be a feminist slogan "We are Knives, not ur wives"...woo this seems to be referring to Macbeth...bloody!
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