On The Veranda The Evening Did Suddenly Come - Poem by Gert Strydom
the twilight did turn to grey
before the stars broke out and filled the heaven
and slowly you fell asleep
while your eyes at times
like butterflies did flutter.
Your breath was hot against my cheek
while I carried you to the bedroom,
and just half-awake
in whispering words
you did further dream.
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