“Deep inside my heart and it’s splintered at its core. Molten curdle of milken puddle. Dreams of warm breasts settling in my mouth. To be my spouse make a babe and a house. Apple tree, drunken brawl domestically, dirty dog dusty pawed, bloody nose, rose embroidered sheets dangle like women in the breeze on a line above the yard. In my heart a flower dies slow like a campfire covered in piss mellow like snow fall. Raphael you know just how to take me in the swimming pool. Like a child being baptized beneath the starry sky we lie; drowning in your watery thighs. Luscious eyes you a teenage player. In my heart an island sinks slow. Tears fall in the kitchen sink O. Don’t speak I can hear you.”
— “Raphael” - CocoRosie (via bonivich)
