after midnight it was
is it all gonna be peaches and cream
he dug ’70 Clapton his unbridled enthusiasm for peaches and
cream
anif Clapton was
reveling in wha he understood peaches werewha he understood cream was
if they
were sympatico
then they might
be hangin out with the same kind of bonnie lasses bonnie lassoes bonnie knots cinches and bowties
theres comfort in company
even if one is taken across the pond
six hours ahead of his tangos his
doings an undoings
he was curious he couldnt help but wondered if Erics birds easy
to snare
he reread his words
ah it occurred to him hed dissuade anyone who thought his snares
were premeditated
premeditation could be misconstrued he wasnt one to case bars or clubs
not his style
whafun would that be
the pursuitthe chase was in its surprise its suddenpleasure After Midnight
shake their tambourines
play percussion beat bongos congas an cajons skin beat
skin
anif things didnt jivedidnt congeal
there were other nights
other midnights
after midnight
to anticipate
to grin about
no life is lived in one night
0000,
Thursday, 11 2. 21
1704, Thursday,
11 2. 21
Eric Clapton After Midnight https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=UkWccgl-9vs
