Gert Strydom Poems

I dreamt of fair Paris during the spring,
of a night we walked in the moon's rays,
of love the gentle breeze was whispering,
the great river Seine flowed down its quays,
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I wait with hope and fear for the hour,
in the distance chimes the bell
its own discord from a church-tower
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In my thoughts your lovely face remains.
I am away as you have limited me
and still my love for you remains strong.
On my many questions I get no kind of insight
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(in answer to Alexander Sergeyevich Pus)

Your face, eyes and breath I remember,
I close my eyes and you are right there,
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(in answer to Alexander Sergeyevich Pus)

Your face, eyes and breath I remember,
I close my eyes and you are right there,
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My Lord, if I am in company or alone with pain
I daily ask for Your blessings to come again,
with beautiful things You do fill my life
and on Your time You send the pouring rain.
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(after Alexander Sergeyevich Pus)

I do you love, at night over you cry,
I am in rage for caring for you much,
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(after Alexander Sergeyevich Pus)

I do you love, at night over you cry,
I am in rage for caring for you much,
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(after Alexander Sergeyevich Pus)

I do you love, at night over you cry,
I am in rage for caring for you much,
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For months I do yearn for you,
I want to go with lovely intentions
and bring back my life to you,
before you stand as a human to a human.
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