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Month: September 2020

A look into her eyes

As the night sky, eyes so deeply blue:
the evening stars I so wish to see anew;
or the earth after a rain spell
a rich, loving umber that all worries quell;
a green of the faraway emerald sea
one glance—and your soul may be free.

Beacons, shining upon the mountaintops
as the soothing embers glow
arrived—the place where time stops
and all movements start to slow.

No longer are these fireworks far away
wanting so much while having nothing to say
as these gems float towards
your heart, to the sky, upwards
there—once this sumptuous sight you meet
Heaven, your dreams, euphoria—all compete.

Svensk

You, who has bright blue eyes
and glowing blond hair;

You, who does not talk to strangers
and keeps to yourself;

You, who stands away from others
giving them all the space they need;

You, who eats strange fermented things
or as you call them—“local delicacies”;

You, who is an entirely different person
having drunk the right stuff;

You, who is deeply friendly and kind;
to your other sides, I am still blind.

Thank you

In a new strange land
with new strange people
wagging strange tongues;
none of it was planned.

But over time, only a few weeks
they are not so strange, they’re closer
warm-hearted, loving and witty
they’re what every lost person seeks.

Each beautiful in their own way
squares in a round world
inspiring me to do more—to write here
there’s only two words I can say.