Part Of Poem by Gert Strydom

How do I love you,
more than I know how to do
and how do I give love more unconditional
than I do receive from you?
What do I do when I do not read love in your eyes
and how can I exist and go on with my life,
if it cannot be with you?
You are so much a part of me
that you do live in my deepest substance.
These words I do not write out of fear
but what I see in your soul when I look at your eyes
is more than I know how love looks like.
Part of you I do hear in the wind
and can find in the things around me,
but also deep inside of my body.
Part of me is what remains in you
and do get stature in your heart
and you do make me
better that I am
and do know how to be.