Now That We Are Apart (Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

(for Daleen)

Now that we are apart and divorced, again and again,
you do try to kiss me and embrace me
while the only thing in my heart is great pain
and from this life and living I want to be free

but the heart's persistence leaves no disgust,
only talks with its secret own sincerity
tries to find and device some trust
to affect in an unknown way how life is going to be

but like the sea washing out on the shore forever more
in my heart there now is an icy chill
in the place where I did you greatly adore
and it does beat with a broken will

constantly becoming more and less
trying to find a way out as it does know best.