Pi?aColada

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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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