she is a djinn
she is a dryad
she is an hamadryad
she is in love all an over
kissing with the giant in the small
tired of identifying her loneliness
covering the sea weeded arms of the forest with all the jewelry
within the eyes where dryads are fucking
in the dreams of the butterflies
our children are only made up of light
going around the fragile organs above me.
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My Piano is Broken (Rain Again)
by Anna Rose Carter & Pleq
Reverberation automation and finish sequence by Volkan Ergen (3'30''-the end)
Volkan Ergen Assistant Ezo Ergen
Vagina Model Alvy Rainy
Science! true daughter of Old Time thou art!
Who alterest all things with thy peering eyes.
Why preyest thou thus upon the poet's heart,
Vulture, whose wings are dull realities?
How should he love thee? or how deem thee wise?
Who wouldst not leave him in his wandering
To seek for treasure in the jewelled skies,
Albeit he soared with an undaunted wing?
Hast thou not dragged Diana from her car?
And driven the Hamadryad from the wood
To seek a shelter in some happier star?
Hast thou not torn the Naiad from her flood,
The Elfin from the green grass, and from me
The summer dream beneath the tamarind tree?
Edgar Allan Poe
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