Emerson, Lake & Palmer
Month January 2019
demon lover
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bizarre sensations arise from a different world,
in this revelation of a black and white matinee
where is used the mystical language of an entity,
a demon lover, good bad in the bed of the nights
as well as it’s in the bed of mornings, of the noon
or whenever is called, appearing without accusing
but only to offer the pleasure you’re asking for…
bizarre sensation in a mystical language is music
revelation of a black and white matinee of today
©ᵏᴼᵏᴼ ↭ un p’tit je ne sais quoi
you & I
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you’ve left behind, the spring.
Wasn’t important any sigh, —
you’ve made your choice so clear.
Then, summer with its nights
appeared and disappeared, —
I waited for you till morning dew,
not even then, you not revealed…
And autumn came, much earlier
hearing my cries calling for you,
but all the scattered feelings
shaped an identic attitude.
Now winter’s here but seems
that’s me the one that’s changed, —
the gallant echo of the spring
has locked the billets-doux of you & I
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an army full of devils,
it does it feels electric,
it’s power as I’m chasing fire
to shake it up where it began,
at the vertigo introduction⇡
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s/he
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fed by thoughts full of passion.
Poetry’s the essence in cadence
of the midnight salute of stars.
In the culpable mind of someone,
the name of one who we’re thinking,
it’s replaced with the pronoun, s/he.
Inspired, their actions get wildly
and black is beautiful to cook it up
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