02-11-2013, 12:24 AM
A dark and ancient world presented in fragments.
You stare, transfixed, as shadows on hieroglyphs suggest infinite lostness;
a woman moves through sensuality like a great pianist,
swaying her hips, slowly, soft and gentle tree, her dress a magic dew,
Something barbaric, but simple, something you never knew.
[youtube]OWn7L2pL5dI[/youtube]
You stare, transfixed, as shadows on hieroglyphs suggest infinite lostness;
a woman moves through sensuality like a great pianist,
swaying her hips, slowly, soft and gentle tree, her dress a magic dew,
Something barbaric, but simple, something you never knew.
[youtube]OWn7L2pL5dI[/youtube]
"We believe that we invent symbols. The truth is that they invent us; we are their creatures, shaped by their hard, defining edges." - Gene Wolfe