He talks and talks and never stops
He thinks and thinks and his wings get evolved
He's down to earth but his feet is never on the ground
He flies away into his dreams
He lassoed a moose in the Kongsberg woods
He's leader of the troupe , riding a white horse to the school
He's followed by his crush ( His teacher lol) behind
His world is like a Utopian cruise
Peeking into his glasshouse to watch his babies bloom and grow (Orchids)
Feeling the unexplainable aura from the highly modified petals
He loves them, he just does
And we find that cute nevertheless
He's more than chiseled cheekbones and a voice like velvet
He's more than a flamboyant heartthrob, the girls fell for
He's more than that serious gaze he gives to the camera ( and he thinks he looks like a meatball)
He's just ..Morten Harket
He's a human, like all of us
But he's made up of mystery
He gives out all his thoughts , complex enough to mess our heads
but in the end, they all come together in sensibility
His mind is always wandering into the sky ,
Dreaming...and Dreaming forever
Everything about him makes us scream
And we always wonder why ?
When he looks , when he talks and when he sings..
Our hearts skip a beat
Why does he make us feel this way?
Was it his natural instinct or acquired ?
Or was it , us ...looking in front of a figure of perfection?
He just did it to us and there's no going back (and i'm glad about it)
Morten Harket is an epitome of Mystery
He makes us talk in gibberish internally ( in reference to @slenderframe )
He makes us love everything around us
He makes us do a lot of things which i don't know but you know it pretty well
He's just Morten Harket.
YOU ARE READING
To Hakkespetter
FanfictionWeird, Cheesy but heartfelt thoughts dedicated to Morten Harket from a-ha :) This is slowly turning into a-ha memoir / one shot book , so here's another addition to my description 😄
