And Then You Kissed Me
Early mornings, Saturday evenings. Walked, talked. Home-made apple pie, coffee at 5.45. 15 apples, 5 kilograms of rice. I cooked, you're hooked. Ran, 3 blocks or more than. Perspiring in the sweltering sun, shivering in the chilling snow. Roomie, Aussie. Cool, like you. Kate Hudson, Hugh Jackman. We are? We're not. Laughter, banter. Abused, amused. I snore, you snore. Do that, do that not. Malaka, baka. Jamie, Jimmy. You're the storm, i'm informed. You have the brains, its pretty plain. Locked in your embrace, planted kisses on your face. I'm shaking, heart aching. I want, I want not. Soaked in happiness, drowned in fears. Love is, love is not. I longed, i might be wrong. More than a contradiction, you're an addiction. Its a giant leap, will i end up in the heaps? Its too early to tell, and i've long fell. Here's a song, before i run along.
The Cardigans - And Then You Kissed Me
man, i've had a few
but they wouldn't quite blow me like you
you gave me your name and signed
with a halo around my eye
and it hit me like never before
that love is a powerful force
yes, it struck me that love is a sport
so i pushed you a little bit more
love, you're news to me
you're a little bit more than i thought you'd be
a mole in my well-fed lawn
you're a nightmare beating the dawn
oh, it hit me like never before
that love is a powerful force
yes, it struck me that love is sport
so i pushed you a little bit more
Blue, blue, black and blue
red blood sticks like glue
true love is cruel love
red blood's a power-fuel
sweet love, tasty blood
my heart overfloods
oh you hit me!
yeah, you hit me really hard
man, you hit me!
yeah you hit me right in the heart
lord, i've had my deal
but i never quite knew how it feels
when love makes you wake up sore
with fists that are ready for more
and it hit me that love is a game
like in war no one can be blamed
yes, it struck me that love is a sport
so i pushed you a little bit more
oh, blue, blue, black and blue
red blood sticks like glue
true love is cruel love
red blood's a power fuel
sweet love tasted blood
my heart overfloods
man, you hit me!
yeah you hit me really hard
baby, you hit me!
yeah you punched me right in the heart
and then you kissed me...
and then you hit me...
oh, you haunt me with your violent heartbeat at night
oh, you strike me with your silence baby, tonight
why you haunt me with your violence baby, come hit me!
you haunt me with your violent heartbeat...
posted by mindless moth @ 1:39 am
11 Comments:
wow. What a lovely lovely well written post..! 100 thumbs up! :>
Prepare your guards, but do not put them up. I am risky, but always worth a gamble.
this cardigans song supposed to be talking about an abusive relationship (if weetzdom told me correctly) LOL
BUt good lah! Make more apple pies! I wanna eat!
Nice blog!
Do i know you love? I feel like i do, but i cant really be sure, pun intended. Do tell me who you are.
babymic: Verbal and mental abuse is abuse. Period. :p Ohh, by the way, i didnt make the pie, he did. Quite scrumptious really, i stole his recipe, i'll make us some soon!
yy: thank you for your 100 thumbs up! i wrote it last night, imagine that! my eyelids are heavy and my eyes sore, honestly, i cant quite see what i am typing here, so forgive my grammar mistakes if any. :)
I'm glad you're starting to get to know me all over again.
It irks me, not knowing who you are. Love it is then?
yes, this song is about a wife-beating husband/boyfriend !!
but really really... this is so beautiful written. Not the song, but Your blog entry.
"I longed, i might be wrong." wow...worthy of becoming a cardigans song title.
Very nice.
Thanks! :) Actually, the way i interpreted the song is slightly different than what it is supposed to mean.
"oh you hit me! yeah,
you hit me really hard
man, you hit me!
yeah you hit me right in the heart"
This bit here in particular speaks to me in more ways than one.
I don't do poetry, but if I did I think I might have written that. Come visit the new site, I may have to quote this post.
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