Our Man in Europe/dave delacroix/ "The Brides of July."
SWEETWATER-WELL; a succubus of longing, butterflies. There's ONLY Primrose, no doubt, Carnations? Only the scent of Sage, Hyacinth or that latest Canzone, dispelling Un-due caution like a non-venomous bee sting?
The Brides of July gather, Un-towards their Paramours, insistent, confident and kissing (Lanvin No. 5?) YOUR Man, a Warrior, a Don Quixote? A Steely-Dan?
Geese SWOON in chorus, Ducks and Drakes for your eternal Tomorrows?
Do I ENVY these Brides of July, now, so full of life's purpose? Tonight? Certainly. And yet; to wish upon a Star?...
c.2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/our man in europe.
SWEETWATER-WELL; a succubus of longing, butterflies. There's ONLY Primrose, no doubt, Carnations? Only the scent of Sage, Hyacinth or that latest Canzone, dispelling Un-due caution like a non-venomous bee sting?
The Brides of July gather, Un-towards their Paramours, insistent, confident and kissing (Lanvin No. 5?) YOUR Man, a Warrior, a Don Quixote? A Steely-Dan?
Geese SWOON in chorus, Ducks and Drakes for your eternal Tomorrows?
Do I ENVY these Brides of July, now, so full of life's purpose? Tonight? Certainly. And yet; to wish upon a Star?...
c.2017/davedelacroix/LORD BORGO/our man in europe.
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