In My Loveliest Memories Poem by Gert Strydom

The most beautiful times with you
in that which we both say and do,
is part of my loveliest memories,

where you do fold your hand around mine,
at times do embrace and kiss me with joy.
The most beautiful times with you,

where I entrust my secrets to you,
where we leave each other and are reconsolidated,
is part of my loveliest memories,

and how at times you do cling to me,
your eyes do change to gold and sometimes green.
The most beautiful times with you:

how I view you as a woman,
how you look in your dress of pure cotton,
is part of my loveliest memories,

especially the day that you did marry me
and I know your body's form and curves.
The most beautiful times with you,
is part of my loveliest memories.
© Gert Strydom