Dearer Than All Of Life (Old Germanic Ballade) Poem by Gert Strydom

(in answer to Heinrich Heine)

Dearer than all of life you are to me,
your limbs, everyone, do with deep love caress
I love each part of your soft hot slender body,
the fine waves of each curling blonde tress,

I love the intimate passion in your eyes,
your soft tender red lips that to mine do rise

and through many years I have searched for you
where now you understand me through and through

where as equals we are right up to eternity
and you are much more than my kind and comprehend me

where there is something unsaid between us when we are together
a thing that remains in all seasons and in any kind of weather

where at heart you do for me truly care,
you are my part of heaven in a world that do me scare.

Dearer than all of life you are to me,
your limbs, everyone, do with deep love caress
I love each part of you soft hot slender body,
the fine waves of each curling blonde tress

your kindness, endearments and each kiss
when we are apart I do you at heart miss.

[Poet's note: "Ich liebe solche weisse Glieder""I love this white and slender body" by Heinrich Heine.]