Two plain looking people

At the café
Two plain looking people
are having tea together
After a while, without asking
she reaches out over the table
and puts her last bit of cake
on his plate
No changes in their faces
no words spoken
When he is eating her cake
I know ...
its love im looking at

© Carl-Johan Bachofner

A punk love song

A punk love song
Heard it before I was born
Got it by my mothers milk
Danced it throwing myself in
Hugged it into my loved one
Sang it for my children
Whispered a "baby"
on the last day
And when the future
walks on my grave
lifted from their troubles
filled with nonsens and love
they hear, "baby, baby, baby"

© Carl-Johan Bachofner