A thousand miles divide us from each other,
there is a photo of you saved in my heart,
a blue-print of the thing called love
while now for decades I do miss you
and the essence of how you are, is there
your soul and your humanity continually stay with me,
where you are in my most beautiful dreams
and to me your are special and very rare,
there is a photo of you saved in my heart.
© Gert Strydom
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