Our Man in Europe, dave Delacroix... The Maltese Falcon.
dedicato. Nimfa.
DWINK to Mio OWN-ly viw dine EYES an I-ll take a SHOT wiv U. Or give a KISS, an JES IN-case I miss, U SLAP me and I will FOLD, be fine....Oh, heaven-s to Betsy!!!
The ANGELS tra-la-la, in UNISON, to HARP appearing from NO-where.... Jes DWINK from a Cup, my sweet Boo-ga-loo and MIO, I will dwink to thine
….DRAMA!!!!….There I was, no SWORD, nor PISTOLE, out on the HEAth, screamin bloody-mary like U Do!!! Cornered by Dreams, by Logic, by REASON, the STUFF of Dreams, LOVE, the Maltese Falcon, that ENIGMA in my hand, a price ABOVE Rubies, that I could never BUY...!!!
DWINK to me... O Sole Mio. Drink to me mia Donnatella. A Sanguini. And I will drink in thine.
c2019, davedelacroix.
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