Melting Poem by Gert Strydom

Melting



Your soft lips on my cheek
is melting into each beautiful gaze,
causing time to hang in moments.

Your soft lips on my cheek
wants to capture everything precious
every thought, deed and urge.

Your soft lips on my cheek
is melting into each beautiful gaze.

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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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