Gert Strydom

Freshman - 1,369 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Sometimes Your Arrival Is Sparkling


Sometimes your arrival is sparkling and catching,
sometimes the sparks of thunder smoulder in your eyes
and I want to run away like a rock-rabbit in the hills
but still I want to believe in the depth of our love

and when things between us are in disorder
then a struggle rages between you and me
and we say and do things that do hurt
and sometimes leave scars that stay

but even if there comes silences that are explosive
much more remains between us
and always we do find a much deeper meaning
when overwhelming wild our hearts do beat

when we become much more than only flesh
and our emotions, even our humanity are poured into each other.

Submitted: Thursday, September 19, 2013
Edited: Thursday, September 19, 2013
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