Our man in Europe/davedelacroix/lord borgo/ragazzimento No. 48: DREAM-CATCHER!
Speak to me softly and I will catch your dream; a long ways from Friday night and Saturday's dawn.
Our WEEK - I guess? - has, and always will...be frivolous. Money worries? The lack there-of, will squirrel a mind.
"BE GONE!" I say. We'll shout, yell, scream blue murder! And then sing with gusto an old tavern song. Glasses will chink...and percussive.
Speak to me softly and I will UN-wind those fears and knots that cloud your ZODIAC.
As arrogant as any fool, re. ME; don't despair "mon chere". It's only the "getting" that leads you no-where.
Seems we've "yakked" this gig before and will (Encora!) for ever more?
Speak, hush, then WHISPER softly of all your dreams. I - as always - with grasp and catch the sinew of your Soul. Let THIS be from me to you.
HARK!!! (Frickin' hark!) Candles burnt out. But here comes the day...and here comes the sun.
c 2013/davedelacroix/lord borgo/piacenza/gettin' mia casa painted!/Italia. VIVE!!!...:)
Speak to me softly and I will catch your dream; a long ways from Friday night and Saturday's dawn.
Our WEEK - I guess? - has, and always will...be frivolous. Money worries? The lack there-of, will squirrel a mind.
"BE GONE!" I say. We'll shout, yell, scream blue murder! And then sing with gusto an old tavern song. Glasses will chink...and percussive.
Speak to me softly and I will UN-wind those fears and knots that cloud your ZODIAC.
As arrogant as any fool, re. ME; don't despair "mon chere". It's only the "getting" that leads you no-where.
Seems we've "yakked" this gig before and will (Encora!) for ever more?
Speak, hush, then WHISPER softly of all your dreams. I - as always - with grasp and catch the sinew of your Soul. Let THIS be from me to you.
HARK!!! (Frickin' hark!) Candles burnt out. But here comes the day...and here comes the sun.
c 2013/davedelacroix/lord borgo/piacenza/gettin' mia casa painted!/Italia. VIVE!!!...:)
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