Ipanema Graca
“I never died”, said she.
“I never die”, said she.
For all the heroes going out, how many were boxed, shipped back, expired
in their floating miasma of choked off dreams and tears – a menace to navigation,
a pollutant to love and affairs of the heart: and all the family back home
gets is the memorial flag.
Scores of candidates must expire for one or even two to win, you said.
Me, always a merry shrug:
“Save me from this place, adore my body, explore me until I melt away,
Fall into this sky so blue”.
Sunrise in this bed was a mystical event & I should forget, lest I
get killed accidentally, when my survival instincts back-fire, I know you
would follow me thru’ the Gates of Hell.
Waking up in this bed without you, is so dreadful
I would not want to be your widow – and have every day like this.
Thank HEAVEN – it’s just THREEEEEEEEEEEEEE days to go now, my franco :D
xx MwaH!
Well things deteriorate right enough. Everything is deteriorated. Deterioration
everywhere.
I know this is not what it used to be.
But us? We lead on party to party, el supremo disco, and no one ever to
contest the fact: that we may be crazy, but we cannot be stopped, especially
La Donna Contessa del Conchita Isis.
I think your theories are crazy. Perhaps crazy enough to be true!
How can we live amongst so many wonders and not be overwhelmed by the
sheer mystery of existence?
Our knowledge is so small and our conceit so great
I was never at a want for words. Too much to say, that was my complaint:
everything to get said, and all at once, or I will forget it.
Already I forget half of what I have written, or half of what I was in
a mind to write.
Key board cannot keep up.
“A woman with a watch Knows what time it is
A woman with two watches
Is never sure.
The same thing can be said of men...
Never have TWO mistresses
La Doña de Nuestra Casa - The Lady of Our House.
Donna Darkwolf appears like one of those elegant Spanish or Italian noble
ladies.
We were preparing to go out for lunch. She appeared in the lounge - about
to eat a strawberry and I had to tell her: "NO! Wait! I want to get a picture".
"Look thoughtful... La Dama besando una fresa - The Lady kissing a strawberry.
Clikk*
"Gracias, Doña de Nuestra Casa! Te Quiero! Mi Corazón!!"
