Gert Strydom

Gold Star - 23,038 Points (03 April 1964 / Johannesburg, South Africa)

Even The Romantic Twilight Is Lost To Us - Poem by Gert Strydom

Even the romantic twilight is lost to us,
we do not anymore wander hand in hand
as we once did, constantly from me
your face now is hid, as if there is something

that will betray your feelings, maybe guilt
that is caught in your glance, something
that I battle to decipher, maybe a hidden thing
while I see the sun dropp right into the sea.

Happy moments I still do remember,
as if love has left so unexpected suddenly
and while you are here with me
it feels as if you are very far away

and I remember how you did cling to me,
with your body wrapped right around mine,
your intimate breath blowing against my cheek,
your skin clinging to mine as if we were one

but that is another chapter in another book,
a time and place that is very long gone
and now your image in my memory recedes
is swept away by the falling twilight.

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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 30, 2011

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