The Meeting Poem by Gert Strydom

I caught your eye
in the Afrikaans literature class
while studying business
at the private university
and you watched me
but the day your car cooked
on the soccer field,
we really met.

I saw your car parked
on the soccer field
and asked Marthinus
my roommate and friend
why it’s parked there?

He said that it belonged
to a really beautiful girl
who probably has trouble with it,
but that people like him and me
didn’t have a chance
with a girl like you.

So I asked him to introduced us
and your eyes were like the sky,
but not blue,
ever changing
sometimes green and brown
and your auburn hair
glittered in the sun.

I fiddled with a connector on the fan
and suddenly it came on
and when I looked
into your eyes
it was into your soul.

You smiled like an angel
and like magic
we were as if alone
and I was under your spell
and when I smiled back
it did something to you
and I knew
that you were the girl for me.