Blissing Me - Björk, Arca

All of my mouth was kissing him

Now, into the air, I am missing him

Is this excess texting a blessing?

Two music nerds obsessing

He reminds me of the love in me

I'm celebrating on a viral sea

Sending each other MP3s

Falling in love to a song

This handsomest of recommend

He asked if I could wait for him

Now, how many lightyears is interim

While I fall in love with his songs?

His hands are good in protecting me

Touching and carressing me

Well, would it be trespassing

Wanting him to be blissing me?

Probing in and out of his ears

Lift under like suspension

My longing has formed its own skeleton

Bridging the gap between singletons

Sending each other's these songs

The interior of these melodies

Is perhaps where we are meant to be

Our physical human fantasies

I just fell in love with his song

So, I reserve my own intimacies

Abandon 'em all in packages

My woe and longing are too visceral

Did I just fall in love with him?