I have a friend
my oasis...
she has the ability
to connect to my soul
in a way that makes
words uncalled for
The depth of her intellect
and understanding echoes
in the dark caves of
my inner-world
And long after the turmoil
of exposing myself on paper
has left me vunarable and naked
her presence lingers on
like soft cello notes
giving life to who I am
(dedicated to my friend Marelise Botha-Koch
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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