That Which Is Between Us Poem by Gert Strydom

is like the sparkle
that is at night in the star light.

like the flame
that burns day after day
white-hot in the sun

and it is told by your glance,
in your brown eyes with their green specks,
of which each look
carry your feelings faithfully

and it’s caught in your hair
that hangs auburn
down your shoulders
(or sometimes truly blonde
when they have got their own colour)
and its part of your smile
which glistens so lovely

and in that electricity
in every touch
between you and me

and sometimes I do wish
that we do constantly
have this kind of effect
on each other

as if like this
I can truly note love down
and know that it is more

than only feelings,
more than only mutual trust and respect
and is a principle by which we do live

and it has got a own power and core
with its own depths,
without it being possible
to truly define love.