The Mysterious You (Mysteriet deg) - Lisa Nillson och Bjørn Eidsvåg (Norway)

This is a contribution of my friend Bente ;)

You keep talking about
the enormous dimensions of the outer space.
The mouth is running wild
and the eyes are on fire.
You take me inside some intense
tedious visions about infinity
and black holes and March's bygone water.

But I think about your wonderful eyes.
About your beautiful hands perfect shape
and what they do with me when they meet mine,
like a butterfly when it escapes
its unpleasant cocoon.

I think about the mysterious you
and the wonder above all wonders:
that you love me.

Your eagerness is huge when
you talk about God and religions.
You don't even stop when you gurgle wine.
I get dizzy when you take me
with you inside your reflections.
It pleases you to see me perplexed.

But I think about the attractive shapes
on your breasts pitching
when you are passionate.
On your handsome hands that seeks mine.
How I eager for you
when you are lovely agitated.

I think about the mysterious you
and the wonder above all wonders:
that you love me.

I'm lost in you,
but still completely devoted.
You have anything you want from me,
anytime.
I can't control myself.
I lust you.

I think about the mysterious you
and the wonder above all wonders:
that you love me.