Natalie

My weekend sings, des cigarettes une espresso, don't care no one rings, the silent have their views, dejeuner avec Lavazzo , have no time to brood, not for me the sea, Martini, Amaretto, my balcony swept free, spare me consumptive news, a lunchtime Prosecco, vitiates my beach room, let them all scream, pasta, wine al viejo, I'm my best Sunday dream, think of a serene cruise, an evening's stroll, along my private avenue, Sabbath's best alone.