Maybe Poem by Gert Strydom

Maybe life goes like this
that somebody brings the world to a halt
for only you
when you do trust someone with your love
and then the pregnant night gets a new meaning
in each yearning in moments that are unknown and new
and the experience stays with you
in this joint seclusion
when you do believe that love is sincere and intimate
with more meaning than what you have experienced up to now,
when there is much more than just pity
in a kind of bliss that you can never really forget
and maybe when trust and integrity touches you
love becomes resolute.