Long, Long Ago There Were Two People Poem by Gert Strydom

Long, long ago there were two people (just you and me)
and we wed and then divorced,
to my remorse and my years were empty without you
and I couldn’t get you out of my heart.

While I had been a student,
I visited you and Shaun
and he was dressed
in a yellow jersey and dark green pants

and you were dumbfounded by life
as if nothing could still pervade you
and yet
I could get a smile out of you

while he rocked
on his ball up and down
and could laugh so easily.

A curate then wanted to know from me
if now I want to fornicate in duplicate,
as I still loved you.

So I wondered if he
honours the same God as I
and what his holiness
is teaching him?

At times I were really stupid
and still our lives came together
and we grew more mature and learnt
and I also later broke your heart.

l’Envoi

Still you are the one who looks
into my thoughts and soul
and knows what I am thinking
and really understands me
and there is nobody
that I can compare you too

and when I close my eyes
I want to look into yours
and with you in my arms
I want to go to sleep.