Adrienne Rich - Two Songs lyrics
[Adrienne Rich - Two Songs lyrics]
Sex, as they harshly call it
I fell into this morning
At ten o'clock, a drizzling hour
Of traffic and wet newspapers
I thought of him who yesterday
Clearly didn't turn me to a hot field
Ready for plowing
And longing for that young man
Pierced me to the roots
Bathing every vein, etc
All day he appears to me
Touchingly desirable
A prize one could wreck one's peace for
I'd call it love if love
Didn't take so many years
But lust too is a jewel
A sweet flower and what
Pure happiness to know
All our high-toned questions
Breed in a lively animal
That "old last act"! And yet sometimes
All seems post coitum triste
And I a mere bystander
Somebody else is going off
Getting shot to the moon or a moon race!
Split seconds after my opposite number lands
I make it - we lie fainting together
At a crater-edge
Heavy as mercury in our moonsuit's
Till he speaks - in a different language
Yet one I've picked up
Through cultural exchanges
We murmur the first moonwords:
Spasibo thanks oK
I fell into this morning
At ten o'clock, a drizzling hour
Of traffic and wet newspapers
I thought of him who yesterday
Clearly didn't turn me to a hot field
Ready for plowing
And longing for that young man
Pierced me to the roots
Bathing every vein, etc
All day he appears to me
Touchingly desirable
A prize one could wreck one's peace for
I'd call it love if love
Didn't take so many years
But lust too is a jewel
A sweet flower and what
Pure happiness to know
All our high-toned questions
Breed in a lively animal
That "old last act"! And yet sometimes
All seems post coitum triste
And I a mere bystander
Somebody else is going off
Getting shot to the moon or a moon race!
Split seconds after my opposite number lands
I make it - we lie fainting together
At a crater-edge
Heavy as mercury in our moonsuit's
Till he speaks - in a different language
Yet one I've picked up
Through cultural exchanges
We murmur the first moonwords:
Spasibo thanks oK