In the early hours
I whisper my secrets to you
my lips against your temples
...
Your voice
re-assures me
of your love
your undying love
...
The walls of this room is too close
It’s pressing down on me
like my lonely heart
and my empty bed
...
She stood there
looking at herself...
at the beauty God bestowed on her
in front of this mirror
...
I have written you
a letter
full of simple words
and beautiful things
...
You hold my heart in the night
enfolding it with your love
until the first sunlight
...
I know you're not with me
simply because you can't be
what breaks my heart
is all the hours spent appart
...
The cold barrel is against my head
WAIT...is there not something that I would regret?
Someone that I did not write or phone
or told that I'm so alone...
...
I am watching you,
Sunflower child,
darting from friend
to acquaintance, uncertain,
...
‘n Vissie lê uitgespoel op die strand
sy sagte lyfie deur die son gebrand
Hy is nie nou meer ‘n vis
dis oor die lewe uit hom is
...