It's Bright When The Sun Rises Poem by Gert Strydom

It's bright when the sun rises,
when the day breaks,
when with love you do astonish me,
when you do beg for mere moments

on every day and especially on the weekend
and in vague memories
there are emotions that now do come
that brings a new kind of fire to our love

and around me the days do draw a circle
when I am lost
in life and in the meaning of love
from which I try to get to the core

and I wait for the sun to set
to light a candle for you,
to fetch you one of the most pretty roses
and to break everything that does bring separation.
© Gert Strydom