Gert Strydom Poems

When the early buds in spring begin opening
and each bird a song of joy does sing
I see the sunshine in your golden eyes
and to me your love does great happiness bring.
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You are my big eyed woman, my girl,
in whose heart I find true love
and even if destiny sometimes shakes me,
even if the wild stormy wind blows
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If you were the rays of the sun bringing light
and I the darkness that blots out everything to black
we would have met each other at daybreak and sunset,
we would have greeted each other for moments
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Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings,
sometimes a moment is balanced in silence,
when something unseen speaks.
Sometimes your eyes can display your feelings
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Sometimes I do suspect
that our love is much more
than chemical urges in the blood.
Sometimes I do suspect
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There are times that I wonder how much you do love me
when people want to drive us apart
and still I find you deeper in my heart,
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The impact of your deeds I do know
and it did hit like a hammer blow
but the impact of your words stays,
cutting me day by day
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Some thirty centimetres around me
is the territory bordering my body,
so stranger beware when you draw up close
when we wait in lines and rows
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Remember me! Remember me!
You wrote, said and would not let me be
and destroyed our love with your paramour,
acted like a cheap whore
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Blue sky memories continually comes to me
of a day under a bright summer sun
as if a part of you stays lingering,
when I love you even more (if I could)
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