tirsdag 20. mars 2012

Winters cityside, crystal bits of snowflakes

It would be so easy, to sing a song about you. It would be so easy to sing a sobby pink song about you.
I would spend three or four lines on describing your eyes, and then the next three or four lines on the dimples of your smile. And then I would tell the world about the way you hold my hand. And they would, they would understand.
(Jeg elsker Ane Brun, også har hun så kult navn).

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