While Days And Months Do Come And Go (Italian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(after Arthur Symons)

While days and months do come and go,
the memories of you do forever remain
and you are deep in my heart and brain,
intimate and wonderful I do you know,

as if with you God did a true blessing bestow
and when I am in loneliness and I am in pain,
I do think of you and of us again and again,
while my busy days do rush to and thro,

that your lips do find a way to my heart,
with the kind of essence that in a kiss is,
where your true love I want to capture
and even when we are separate and apart,
you do bring me life and you bring me bliss
while in my thoughts you do me enrapture

[Reference:"As a perfume" by Arthur Symons.]

© Gert Strydom