You Cry Over The Phone Poem by Gert Strydom

(after Herman de Coninck)

You cry over the phone
when you do tell me how intense you do love me,
that now for week you are missing me very much
is as if there are just worse tears on my do not cry

and the MTN-reception is bad and we are cut off
but it's bad to live miles from you

and when you do phone again
I want to tell you about the sincerity of my love
but it only stays at darling, my love.

[Reference:"Geen sentimenten die me schrijven" (No sentiments I do write)by Herman de Coninck.]

© Gert Strydom