Enchantment Poem by Gert Strydom

Enchantment



Nothing could stop the enchantment
when I read the first signs of love in your eyes,
when there was something fragile and brittle in you,
when your hand laid soft and warm in mine
and I at that moment could say no words
when I found a sudden bond
and were caught by the image of blood and flesh.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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