Gert Strydom Poems

It’s only one day
and I see you again
and your big golden eyes,
are burning in my mind.
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It’s only one day
and I see you again
and I can’t stop,
the beating of my heart.
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I wait on tomorrow
and I wonder what you are doing
in that place,
while my thoughts
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It’s only one day
and you are with me
and it’s just one day,
before I have my blue motorbike
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It is only one day
before tomorrow comes
and on the other side of tomorrow,
there lies another one
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It is icy cold and a man
with a short sleeved shirt passes
and it doesn’t look
as if the young girl
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The driver fights with a passenger
that she thinks sleeps at times
on the top level of the bus
and something must be wrong
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There’s magic in your nearness
and the pleasure
of being with you
changes my world
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I have always believed
that people
who propagated
accountability over time
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There’s a dark way
that cuts through us
and leads us from each other.
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