Herman Van Veen
Miscellaneous
Dan Pas
Like the night drinks the stars
in a crystal moon goblet
like the golden cornfields sing by Van Gogh
so will I drink your love
so I want to sing your love
and when the night kisses the morning
the wind rocks the fields
and when the first hours people go to work
then I want to kiss your lips
and throw my arms around you
and when the birds' first notes
sound through our morning window
some shy rays of sunshine
br/>only then do I want to go to sleep

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