towel

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'round Poland
hitchhiking
then I knock on your door

sun fuels youthful urges like a summer ago
but now I am a man an inch taller and stronger
all bone and muscle bound by the same delicious
silk and rainbow soaked suntanned skin you remember
all month displayed day after day but for the evening
dances

that was a year ago
when you were beautiful
and now you are even more so
in full bloom and
married

you're the hostess I never knew
I am waiting at the sink
and you simply smile
and you're waiting a step away
and don't let go of the towel


Wlodzimierz Holsztynski ©
1997-06-23

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