While Looking As Pure As A White Lily (Cavatina) Poem by Gert Strydom

While Looking As Pure As A White Lily (Cavatina)



some wantonness,
a private, intimate, secret blessing
does now possess
your very smile, your eyes, your small motions
and your bright dress
while familiar, innermost, essential
you entice to a blissful potential.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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