It's as if perfect all our days together will be.
At times I do you with small things tease
and together we do have days filled with fun
while we do great beauty in each other see
with something special between you and me,
as if we will live under an eternal summer-sun
but too quickly out does our time together run
while love functions as if to it there is eternity,
as if all of life is without any kind of care
like a ocean throwing pebbles at our feet
while love brings joy in times of despair,
again and again we do at weekends meet,
I see images of your presence everywhere
while to me you are wonderful and sweet.
© Gert Strydom
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