In This Winter Poem by Gert Strydom

In This Winter



In this winter
it is as if it’s spring
when I get on my motorbike
and in a flash
drive down the road to Pretoria


and even if the cold folds around me
there is a sun
coming out of your arms
and your perfume
has a noble fragrance
like a garden
full of jasmine.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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