On The Road To Madeira Poem by Alexandra Mve Martinez

Looking outside by the car window
Trying to enjoy the ride with you
We passed by the countryside
But my mind was lost into you

I was at the back seat
The wind blowing my hair
It was the same hair that your fingers
playfully twirl its strands a few days ago
It used to excite me before

You keep checking on by the rearview mirror
A worried expression
As I make fun of myself singing off tune
But I was hiding this sense of uncertainty

I close my eyes and imagine the same fingers
Running through my hair
You loved the smell of it as you know I used a
Strawberry infused shampoo

Then the music from the car speakers changed
For hours, our journey was with all those dead rock stars...
Chris Cornell
Chester Bennington
Kurt Cobain
Ian Curtis

I feel their presence with us, crowding inside the car
With their songs of despair

On the way to Madeira...
The road stretch ahead of us
Looking forward for a nice quiet stroll
The picture perfect coastal scenery
The Wildlife
The Woodlands
The Flora and Fauna
Closer to Morocco than in Portugal

We will reach our destination soon
To salvage what was left with a farewell
Stuck in our throats like a death sentence
Madeira will be waiting for us
Its beauty might hold something that we might have forgotten