As If Some Aeons Did Between Us Pass (English Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Annelize)

Tonight our love feels centuries old
as if some aeons did between us pass
where with rain the whole night is cold
while thunder bashes down on the grass

and yet you look young in your beauty
while the tempest rages unlimited outside
and your skin is warm and soft against me
where only a single candle burns here inside.

I wonder what great things do wait in life
while the candle on the wall draws lines
and are so happy with you as my wife
while our passion rise and again declines

while this night is like none that came before
where we do day by day each other adore.