Like This I Can Imagine Myself Back To Pre-History (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(For Daleen)

Where at Balito the sea plays in and out
you look to where the horizon disappears,
look like a goddess in the bright sunlight,
the sand under your feet is like sieving cinnamon
and like this I can imagine myself back to pre-history
as if something wants to resound in my consciousness,
can think about a time without any fear or pain
where we are sharing precious memories,
where I hear you bright and joyfully laughter,
fragrances of pineapple and palm oil hang in the air,
the beach-wind rustles through your fair hair,
your hand is intimately in mine and it is soft
and no person will want it differently
when an unexpected cold wave make you shiver.
© Gert Strydom