Into My Thoughts Your Face Do Sneak (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

In my heart your lips remain kissing,
and into my thoughts your face do sneak,
where longing for you do things to me,
the next thing I know I find you in a poem
when the days and dates sometimes pass me,
sometimes through life there is uproar,
it's you that stand before me in my inner-eye
as if from somewhere you are always peeping at me,
when destiny tells me about transience
and I am scared that you are only in my memories
then I find you again in reality,
where I hear from you or see you for a day or two,
momentarily you do bring to me great meaning
and I know that you are deep in my heart.