Each Morning You Are A Different Woman Poem by Gert Strydom

(After Herman de Coninck)

In your dresses, your jeans and bathing-costume
you look young, ten years younger than you are,
but when you are happy you are past pretty
and every morning you are another woman that are mine

that I almost commit adultery
by loving each one to the depths of love
and unpredictable is what I call you
where your humanity do exceed all expectations.

[Reference:"33-27" by Herman de Coninck.]

© Gert Strydom