During Midday Poem by Gert Strydom

During Midday



You did visit me
during midday,
your hair was rusty brown in the sunshine,
your fine kerchief
gleamed bright like a golden crown,
your denim pants
and blouse did immediately catch my eye
and long I have yearned for this moment.

Wednesday, August 6, 2014
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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