Aan mijn Liefde
Whispering leaves like a song,
The wind hungered for our love,
Ode to spring — vous ne...
VOUS NE DESIREZ QUE MOI —
In ink to match our rhyme,
I am keeping my secrets in awe
While writing to you with a chime...
P.S. To the Netherlands
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