Come to me colors, dumb colors,
from memories and the old paintings
unfinished colors from the blurry past
all blue drowned colors
all blue drowned colors
from the far away lightdelayed shadows
I´ll shelter you in my eyes
then, you'll tendery blow away,
I´ll shelter you in my eyes
then, you'll tendery blow away,
like a rising beam's whisper
once cruel, high, fish colors.
once cruel, high, fish colors.
I'll pretend to dream.
(Sibila poem)
Karyon Kuma
Karyon Kuma
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