pattern (voice memo)
de MADDY MAY
Sweet juices, crushed from the fruit run over her lips,
Down her breasts, down her body, down between her hips.
Strong legs wrap around a tree, squeezes with her thighs.
Breathes life through roots with quiet sighs.
A child she bears beneath its shade with labour hard and long.
A moment's tenderness, a moment's passion, short and sweet the song.
She cradles, then buries it beneath the earth, under a drowning moon.
Nourishment, blood and bone, for the roots to find.
The cruel mother lives in the grove, dancing her life away,
Sweet as the juice on a soldier's lips on a summer's day.
Más canciones de MADDY MAY
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as you are
as you are
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Butterflies
the full picture
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More Than Friends
the full picture
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On Hold - Friends Edition
On Hold (Friends Edition)
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this time last year
this time last year
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Wasting Time
the full picture
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Wasting Time - Acoustic Version
Wasting Time (Acoustic Version)
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Waves
Maddy May
