Barefoot Through My Heart (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

By beautiful woman in whose eyes the Southern Cross does gleam
for me you are pretty, secretive and clever,
but I do always only find your row of footprints
where constantly you climb back into my heart,
the road to you becomes stroboscope
as if on it I am walking an eternity
where I am on speed and it looks as if I am standing still
but from you on the horizon I do always get hope
as you remain barefoot like a child
so that I find signs of you everywhere
right through the tracks of my heart
and I do know you and are not in love and blinded
where the love in you gather like rain clouds,
your smile glitter brighter than the daybreak.

© Gert Strydom