You Are Pleasant, Sweet And Kind (Sicilian Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

At weekends I take you in with my eyes
and to me you look like an angel divine
while eternally your love is only mine
and feelings from my spirit and soul rise

they are more sublime than the skies
and as at twilight the sun is like wine
I know the day will be better than fine,
the principles of love in your heart lies

that nothing true sincere love debars
that you are pleasant, sweet and kind
as your eyes do sparkle like the clear stars,
that you are in my soul, body and mind,
that with you happiness is never sparse
and that God does our lives together bind.