Sweet Barbarian Poem by Michael Vinicio Camacho Menéndez

To Anders Karlsson, the love of my life

He wears those jeans
Those that kind of cheap
He talks about spirits, gods
And unreliable things
He talks about plants
That I ever known
He tell me about how sad the life was
Before I was born
He is from faraway lands
I’m from the center of the world
He’s lived in Stockholm
& I in the country below the sun
But the life is sometimes great
And made each other met as well
I remember him walking down to the street Colon
With those cheaper jeans and his black t-shirt on
I was sit down on the sidewalk
He said hi and I said hello
And for moment my tongue was stop
I saw his eyes and I got lost
Like the Quito sky his eyes were
So clean, so pure, so blue, so there
And the next thing I remember
The barbarian invasions of myself
In the most lovely, softly way
After that time all was so nice
Sweet talk around the square
And that’s the story of how I met
The sweet barbarian from this tale
But as a tale before the “happily ever after”
We have a proof to make
He went away to the north lands
Meanwhile I’m here waiting still for him
I always miss him, you know that well
Sometimes most and sometime less
But I always love him ‘til the end
No matter what, no matter if the love forget me again
‘Cause I know I loved him at once,
That sweet barbarian, the owner of my heart.