Emily Saliers Serpent Love
The Scirocco blows from Africa, laundry sways in colored Napoli
We take a trip to where I make you guess
And see the bones of old St. Nicholas
In the sun we burn and we breathe free
Only a glimpse will you reveal to me
Of what strange spirit blurs my best defense
With the pleasure to my hungry senses
The running of the bulls made you cry
And when the shine of tears fills up your eyes
I hate the culture history that takes your happiness from me
Oh serpent love before your bite we were just friends
Sometimes we'd call or write
But like a painless poisoning sweet like drugs
Creeping up on everything
Serpent love
The force that builds before the touch
Is really what most weakens us
All resistance adds to no amount
We're sick with fever
Down for the count
Was it there at La Sirenuse
When what we'd learned became of no real use
To shield the venom from you in me
And save us from gravity
Oh serpent love before your bite
No sting of jealousy, no bitter fight
And like a painful poisoning slow and sure
Slithering through everything
Serpent love
