Tiffany Twisted (A Dada Poem)

I put you high,
up in the sky –
Tiffany twisted, you tell me
“Everything’s alright little darling”.

Naked,
nobody ever loved me like you did
but here comes the sun;
and I will always want
You –
shadow.

I didn’t know
that we’re gonna have someone tonight,
waiting tomorrow,
a stranger
Maybe it’s all we need
during 1969.

A dada poem while listening to music.
29th of April, 2014. 8:40PM (DXB)

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