Gert Strydom

Bronze Star - 2,511 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Early In The Late Night - Poem by Gert Strydom

Early in the late night
your hand creeps hot and soft over my breast,
and I feel emotion and a deeper urge burn.
Early in the late night
your hand creeps when dreams of a distant beach
are dissipated by a deeper thirst,
Early in the late night
your hand creeps hot and soft over my breast,


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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, June 19, 2013

Poem Edited: Wednesday, June 19, 2013


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