Witchery (Ix) Poem by Gert Strydom

Witchery (Ix)



At sunrise you do leave me speechless:
enchanted with you my life turns around
and I see no talus-bones that you do throw out
when you come to me with acts of true love.

© Gert Strydom

Thursday, January 31, 2019
Topic(s) of this poem: love and life
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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