Our Man in Europe/dsave delacroix/ "In Love and War."
(dedicato: Michaela:)
When Michaela, (brief vacation in Sicily) Mickey, DOCTOR Misha, went back away to Slovakia, I immediately closed my house - con Debussy-wailing? - divested myself of en-rich ed-"Thorsten Veblins" accoutrements, told the maid to get a haircut, and, for the last two days and nights, ventured (o sole mio) -am living in the forest, quite in the Nude, sans paparazzi, quite welcome, with only a bottle of MARGOT, Scotch Whisky, for company?
Love, sometimes, works like this?
When Michaelia split Modica, after vacationing a week on some student buddies couch, doctor to doctor, the Psycho-therapy must' bin BANAL, in Love and /or war; this, I know. I'm a Writer/Scritore-dude.: "Don't circle ME Man: I got ya Nuts in the Sicssors!!!" -something like Intellectual hospitality and reseprocity? That Couch, I could tell? As old has Frued, Frinko, Froid, or Sigmond, duplex, mis-conceived?
When Michaelia went, got her traps rigged and got her booty back home (Someplace in Slovaklia) - She's a DOCTOR - I guess she must'a wondered? "Some holiday!"...I SLAVED MY BELLA-SWEET ass to be a Doc! Half these fricks ain't worth saving, and the SAVIN'? I'D shoot the bastards down, after 6 SIX Vodkas without blinking an eye!!!"
When Michaelia got home? She parked her bunnies in a HOT BATH, said "Good nite Sweet Jesus,", perhaps giving ME a passing thought, relaxed, then arranged her dynamic for the tomorrow, working, doing her duty and saving lives - in love and war - at her Gig, her job, at the County Hospital.
c2016/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO...
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