Sigh Poem by Gert Strydom

I know that love
doesn’t fade with time
and true love
does never pass.

The same things
that could make me
fall in love
with you before
still charms.

Eyes that sparkle bright
filled with teasing devils
dancing within,

soft perfect lips,
a smile coming from angels
and hair
that softly falls over shoulders,
still bewitches me

but deeper still
a look cutting past
all superficial things
and to hear
your voice again
tells me much more
and above all you remain just you

and sometimes I wonder
when time and opportunity
will again bring us together,
or rather silly I want to
jump in a car
or get on a motorbike.

Still my steps are measured out
and I walk the path
that life demands
but in one or other way
I want you in it.