Without You Nothing Has Got Meaning For Me Poem by Gert Strydom

(after Herman de Coninck)

Your jeans, jerseys and scarves
are blue, red and yellow
and there is enchanting in them
but only when you do wear them.
Your bras and stockings
can lure any man,
(do proclaim advertising flashes)
but without you they have for me no meaning,
everything does hang at the right places in the wardrobe
as if they are just goods on the shelves of shops,
but things of your choice that do fit you perfectly,
even the shoes stand in neat rows

and when you do kiss me
there are wonderful things that it does to me
but everyone that looks through this window
only see mere words in a poem
and do know nothing even when we are constantly intimate.

[Reference: "Je truitjes en je witte en rode" (Your jerseys are white and red)by Herman de Coninck.]

© Gert Strydom