Sometimes I Loose My Words Poem by Gert Strydom

Sometimes I loose my words,
sometimes they just disappear
while we walk on the beach
see gulls flying away, flying off

but there is something in the silence
of touching mouths, in meandering steps
that leaves lonely tracks at the sea,
while words become more yours

are like morning glories waiting,
climbing over walls growing,
constantly growing and stretching
but always waiting on the summer sun

while my silences get some own distinct words
as you understand me to the depths of my soul
as your are filling every part of my life and body
but I want you to hear my voice in bliss and pain.

Troubled winds, of past heartaches, of a past war
still blows right through me, while you bring
a new kind of hope, new dreams and joy to life
and a new understanding of how things can be

and I want you to be my companion in everything,
to stay with me while the storm still roars in my life
to be constantly the only one that really knows me,
to follow me on every step in this ravaged world

but you constantly are in everything,
filling my life, my body, my mind
with your kisses, a kind of strange bliss
and that is the way that everything it is.