Calypso

Once upon a time in a faraway land there was an island. An island of blue, green, yellow and brown. It smelled of the sea, the pine trees, the sun and the rocks.

And on that island, there was I. And my skin smelled of salt. And thus my skin was kissed.

And one day, I swam for hours and hours and tired as I was I got off to the shore. And I found a small cave to rest. And there, there was a man. All tired and wick. He had lost his senses. And I kissed him on his lips and he came back to life. He opened his eyes, he looked at me and said: “Calypso?”. And I said: “Yes, it is I, Calypso that brought you back to life”. And he said: “I knew I would find you again. I travelled the seven seas looking for you. Where were you Calypso? I travelled through time looking for you. Where were you Calypso? I travelled through places and people looking for you. Where were you Calypso?”. And I said: “I was here. Collecting shells and pebbles.”