Our Man in Europe/ dave delacroix/ "Sirocco."
DA BUG BLINDS/Mosquito curtains, dressing my balcony, DANCE in the breeze and swirl, like long-legged ladies, choreographed by God, enhanced by the Sicilian July sun and the fact that I have eyes to SEE and a "cognition"; that DREAM unto?
"Does the light BLIND U, my love?"
DA BLINDS syncopate, STRIPE, develop parallel lines...in advent... of your phone call and the invective U are sure to exude? A Sirocco. Yup. A Sirocco intrudes; All is still. And cloyed within this Afternoon...that ONCE so gaily played?
Bugs play Mandolin. Harlequins dance! Bella-Donna's show off their finery; Cavaliers will ALWAYS dance those steps, to you house, to your door, into your Heart?
Meanwhile, my Fandango curtains, dancing, in defiance of the Sirocco, win my heart, and with this my observation... a Spiritual Un-certainty...I convey to U.
c 2017/dave delacroix/LORD BORGO Esq./San Jose-Costa-Rica...:)
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