Revised sonnet #84
In Amsterdams tight antiquarian loop
Young blonde I meet her hair heaped curly mass
Espresso sipped amidst the munch of stroop
Then mochaccino toke and speculaas
Emiles art finest class it claims your whoop
The phantom bidders reward that fixers sass
On bail at large and free to fly the coop
The nazified Tdjmutt painting beats impasse
That personal assistant sports your looks
Though fluke I fear Ill fall in love again
The mirror maps the wrinkles fixes brain
I miss the bosom cup the nudge of nooks
Two serious students when we wed on whim
Our love the painters life if often grim
Chorus whim impulse vagary
