(for Annelize, after Elisabeth Eybers)
How can I keep my feelings and decisions about you in check,
or want to love you less and not tell you about my love?
It's easier to take life away from me
than not to write words and thoughts to you.
At night in my thoughts I constantly see your beautiful face,
do know intimately, fleshly and holy that I do want to love you,
also that words, years and acts do lies silently between us
but to me in all of this you do remain an angel of the light.
It's easier to replace my food that I do enjoy
and to deny the joy that music do bring to me,
it's easier to feel my lungs burn without breath
as to remove you from my heart and soul and spirit en flesh,
to have you absent from my life,
and whatever I do life does just return you back to me.
[Reference:"Sonnet.Hoe kan ek hierdie hete hart betig" (Sonnet.How can I stop this hot heart)by Elisabeth Eybers.]
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