zondag 23 mei 2004


Mooi

De avond was wondermooi.
Tom Waits zong op de achtergrond.



And those were the days of roses,
poetry and prose and Martha
all I had was you and all you had was me.
There was no tomorrows,
we'd packed away our sorrows
And we saved them for a rainy day.


Voel me als God na de schepping.
"En hij zag dat het goed was".

Meer woorden hoeven niet.

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