I Saw Intertwined Your And My Life Poem by Gert Strydom

Fast asleep I thought I heard of footsteps the sound,
as if you were there disturbing my rest,
in the moonlight I saw you with your hair unbound
and I saw the slight heaving of your breast.

I saw a myriad of stars glitter through the door,
closer still with hushed footsteps you crept,
something with gleaming eyes followed on the floor
while so slowly you came to where I slept,

waited as if something did in your thoughts brood,
quite dimly the amber street-light did glow,
while next to me lingering thought-struck you stood
and your scent, perfume, I would anywhere know.

Something else stretched out next to me on the bed
it crawled much closer to my own face,
you lingered right there and not a word was said.
Right there something had find a resting place.

I was woken by the alarm's insistent ring
and heard the dogs bark angry down the street.
In the morning of your presence there was nothing
the neighbour's cat just stretched out its feet,

it gazed at me as if it should right there be.
Faint remained your perfume in the air
as if my imagination was playing games with me:
no sign of your presence I could find there.

I was just as thought-struck as you during the night,
saw intertwined your and my life,
where at strive was wrong and right and darkness and light
and through it all you remained my wife.
© Gert Strydom