The Dutch Light
As a starfish on a parking place,
in the midst of passion tides,
electric dreams flood your senses to me
O, my bitter lemon,
through Utrecht’s cold and despotic secret love,
I began my purple haze voyage to you.
S.Gatsou
As a starfish on a parking place,
in the midst of passion tides,
electric dreams flood your senses to me
O, my bitter lemon,
through Utrecht’s cold and despotic secret love,
I began my purple haze voyage to you.
S.Gatsou
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