Our Man in Europe/ "When U Died."
...When U died I missed your TITS and I missed your Wine, sexual, diverse, we dribbled twix Lips and Cleavage "patois", la Mouche, words, no-one that but lovers can understand, molto-punctuation? Stuff like that.
When U died? Vibrato, young flesh, tremble, Un-cancelled, writhing in Ecstasy, en-joined in God's given Peace, singing, Dave? -I hate your GUTS, writhing, spitting fantasy, just to get yourself OFF? ...like a Pump? -DNA, unconsciously, intellectually?
When I DIED in Life, in Xestacy, your EYES, wide open, you exclaimed: "I COME!", when U died, eyes wide shut; who was I to configure Sunrise?
When U Died; ceremony-thingy, we put U in some European PIT. Your Lifespan;: 48 years. Dresses U wore. Friends U made? No-One shared your demise; That last kiss of eternity.
A lonesome Blues Brother? MIO? Only the Lonely. I have no wishes... Messages?... When U died, I missed your TITS... and I miss your Wine. Fools Gold. Some serenity? And, maybe in THAT... U show me... from your focus to mine....to the next Whisky bar?
c 2016/davedelacroix/Catania-Sicily
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