Gert Strydom, 15 august 2013
She comes in loveliness and like the seasons
sometimes she is dressing pure and bright as spring,
her beauty has many different reasons,
continually tranquillity she does bring,
at times her gaze is quite hot or mild or cold
and she acts timid, lively and very bold
at times with a amazing kind of pure grace
but always I see traces of love on her face.
Gert Strydom, 15 august 2013
The first time that we met
I should have known
that you will bring more than just friendship to me;
in my blood
there was a tingling that suddenly did come,
a bright radiance
shone from your face with a kind of holiness
and eternally I could adore you.
Gert Strydom, 14 august 2013
It is as if God is present
where we stand at the pulpit,
Corinthians has got meaning
as a holy command,
as something far past human knowledge
that God commences with us
and our love comes to meaning,
becomes a kind of principle.
Gert Strydom, 14 august 2013
She has a kind of charm, a amazing grace,
as beautiful and tender hearted she is;
in the aspect, the expressions of her face.
No lovely other woman is just as this,
suddenly she makes my feelings and heart race
and her rose red lips sometimes demands a kiss
but to her there is nothing quite commonplace,
and to be with her is a kind of sheer bliss
Gert Strydom, 13 august 2013
Sometimes when the clouds draw tightly together
time slips past me
and you wander into my thoughts
and then I want to be with you
and cover your mouth with kisses
and then you are right against me
and I am on very deep ground
when we do discover something secret.
Gert Strydom, 13 august 2013
After wandering we are one,
after the days of youth,
I have found my dear love in you
while days linger in truth,
and the early summer is gone
while true as azimuth
our love is in all that we do,
it’s without an untruth.
Gert Strydom, 13 august 2013
She has a kind of purity, innocence,
and her sheer loveliness at times makes her glow,
as something precious with a evanescence,
to her the gods did a kind of grace bestow,
shining golden as the sun every tress
does twirling their soft sheer gentleness express,
as constantly she acts very eloquent;
together we are until the night is spent.
Gert Strydom, 12 august 2013
Roses bloom in the spring sun,
their fragrance attracts bee upon bee,
morning glories climb up on the veranda
but much more pretty you are,
as if of loveliness the source
and eternally I would stay and love you
if only I could.
Gert Strydom, 12 august 2013
You are lovelier than any other woman
that I in all of my life have ever known,
and I as only a normal kind of man
measure your shining eyes that are golden-brown
and do all of the greatest things that I can,
I even notice on your face the smallest frown,
as deep in my heart you are the only one,
with eyes shining as golden bright as the sun.
Gert Strydom, 12 august 2013
When I notice you in deep sleep
you have a fragile look
while shining are the brightest stars,
and mumbling is the brook
while outside the night-sky does weep;
in love you did me hook,
shadows are thrown by passing cars,
like a tale in a book.
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