The Queen is back. Bjork’s 19th album (unbolievable) is out, and it is one of the most beautiful albums she has ever made. She is just amazing. We have that great, otherworldly, pixie voice of Bjork, with her beautiful music that sounds like a cross between a child’s piano, a music box, and swirling synthesizers that support rather than cover up her voice. And the words to “Blissing Me” are beautiful. Read them below. It’s so wonderful that Bjork can still produce fresh and beautiful music. Thank you for making my life better. I love you, Bjork.
all of my mouth was kissing him now into the air i am missing him is this excess texting a blessing or just two music nerds obsessing he reminds me of the love in me i’m celebrating on a vibrancy sending each other mp3s falling in love to a song this handsommest of wickermen he asked if i could wait for him now how many lightyears this interim while falling in love with his songs his hands are good in protecting me touching and caressing me but would it be trespassing wanting him to be blissing me robbing him of his youth cliffhanger like suspension my longing has formed its own skeleton bridging the gap between singletons sending each other these songs the interior of these melodies is perhaps where we are meant to be our physical union a fantasy i just fell in love with so i reserve my intimacies i bundle them up in packages my rawward longing far too visceral did i just fall in love with love?