"Bigarro" summer cherries I bought for 300 Skr 2 kg the shiny ones that turn red just by looking at them,
as if you already knew
that they were a little too good for their own good.

I imagine you opening the box,
the fruits gently colliding with each other,
like little bursts of laughter that cannot be contained.

And maybe you would have given me one,
not with drama,
but just with that simple, playful gesture,
that says more than words.

I had taken it between my fingers,
felt the cool and warm surface,
and in that moment
the bigarra had become a kind of secret
that only the two of us understood.

Because some aromas
aren't
just sweet -
they are a way of getting closer
without having to get closer.