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PiñaColada

bySenna Jawa©











  time is passing faster

  on this side of the continent -

  now i am old enough for you

  my hair is pure silver

  my breath is pure alcohol



  it is a long way from your side of the continent

  where the sun is learning its color from your hair

  and brings here your dreamy expressions

  and your childish attempts at being mysterious



  i cannot stop the sun

  nor the rainbow of memories











wlodzimierz holsztynski ©

        1985/6

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