Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "Pushkin...and da Queen of Spades."
(dedicato: Natasha)
WHEN U GO to bed, my Sweet? A Moral Freedom. Incredible! Fantastic! When U WENT to bed...
Your nubile thoughts?
WHO are these PHANTOMS that make U sweat? -Faces! Situations!, Emotions, in flushes? That flush your living SOUL?....(whisper) kissin, lovin, a Pernod, Vodka, aperitif, when U go to bed, my sweet, and more? (Whisper: like a draft under a door?), but fear to dream?
(Catherine the Great says:) " Maybe I Walked da Walk...that MOST Men walk; just maybe, pickin' up trash: DARTH VADER? Maybe I forgot the COLD and decided to walk alone; no Princess, a Skywalker in infinity? But I wasn't GOLIATH, or some David-hero on a field of conflict ...with a lone, stone, song or poem, to conquer "what is? I played my Cards...with sobriety."
Possible?
FREDRICK of PRUSSIA: " Lock up your daughters! Kill your Sons! -Least, BIBLICALI, and see how the river Tiber runs!!!".
The Augurs sing: Trust to Fortune! Trust to Luck. Trust you Heart, or gamble on your Fate:
Beauties, Handsome, Rich or Poor? Wise or Foolish?
Wanna play Cards?...The Queen of Spades awaits...
c2016,davedelacoix, lord borgo, scciacca,sicily.
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