Our Man in Europe, dave delacroix... THE ECHO.
dedicato. Suzette. Antique Bella from Newquay!
Babbee, I DON-T remember TOMORROW. Catch Me in B-W, catch me in Mosaic, a painted face, a Gauche on the walls of your blood red heart.
FACE.
HALLOWED.
Pouting.
Our kiss. Stuff like that. Between Le Marchais and Sainsburys. Selective discount Coupons.
Babee, I don-t remember, if U R Me to U, stunned, kneeling, a DEJA VU, now looking for the Sea shore ...and a VISTA of a god damn Yacht, lost in a misty sky and sea..... like an Ornamental, hovering, soundless. Sometimes, U, Me. Go figure.
Babee. U too don't remember Tomorrow, I NEVER do but its O.K.. We found our RE-bound. An echo that might still get to stay.
I-ll be staying at the Metropole, Monte-Carlo. Room 516. Relax. Johnny Depp is next door.
c2019, Nov, Guy Fawkes Night. The 5th.
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