Hey dont be daff
dont be bluffed...

On a starry night
over a crackling campfire...

Pained longing
behind glazed eyes...

On the strength of a dejavu
I tossed discretion...

Fire your boss
dump the bourse...

Dont mince words
dont glove-handle me...

You mouthed oaths
more than you spoke...

A moment's gaze
a fluttering touch...

Take away sight
take away sound...

It'll take a little long
it'll take some lashings...

Amadeo modigliani
tragic bohemian artist...

Calm and contrite
waiting for the moment...