One Night (Terzanelle) Poem by Gert Strydom

One night I recalled
the picture of your majesty
where over me you sprawled

and the sweet memory
burns in me with energy and grace.
The picture of your majesty

revives the sweet embrace,
the treasured caresses
burns in me with energy and grace

and my eyes see your auburn tresses
and I still feel them against my cheek,
the treasured caresses

and kisses flowing over me as if from a creek,
tears of joy that gently came
and I still feel them against my cheek,

as a sign scrawled over my frame.
One night I recalled
tears of joy that gently came
where over me you sprawled.