Vemod

Jazz fairy tales

came to my head.

Spending words

just sharing thoughts.

Moon stone rocks

It looks like gold

I swear is not,

But you may be so

We explore Sacramento

Got lost in the woods

Drank beer and wine

You turn and smile

“Fidel just died” so did I,

What is free will?

You are good and truth

So rare to find.

“Shall we dance?”

You said to me

I stared blue eyes

“Yes por favor!”

Those intense days

They are all gone

And seems a dream

Would you say no?

Is this that happiness

You talked me about?

Butterflies and a silly smile;

I got mistaken, I felt so lost.

Let’s explore, take a boat,

the eternity of oceans, so?

Is this what you were looking for?

Don’t ignore it, be a fearless pirate

It’s hide and seek with our egos

Laugh of and with them all

Those scary mysterious ghosts

In Swedish islands after the wall

We got a house for just a day

with plastic plants, is this a mistake?

But I don’t mind, it’s the best time

Let’s just forget about the life

Don’t take me too seriously

With those few words;

What is then love?

You seem to know

Vemod is a Swedish noun that refers to a (negative) calm feeling that something emotionally (positively) significant is over, and never will be back.

20th of November 2016, Cartagena, Spain

© Illustration by Holly Astle