Poetry

Gert Strydom


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1 november 2013

When the stormy wind jerked on the windows

When the stormy wind jerked on the windows
while the rain fell as if endless,
you pulled me nearer in moment upon moment
and I was caught in the heat of your arms,
 
could feel your breath against my cheek
while in madness the storm whipped up gigantic waves
as if these cloudy days would last forever
but to me you were a source of light
 
and nothing could conquer our joy
even when at times
somewhat shy we did look blushing at each other
and eternally your smile will stay with me.






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