Somewhere In The Subconscious Poem by Gert Strydom

Somewhere In The Subconscious



(for Daleen)

Somewhere in the subconscious,
in the soul the roads
of that which is love
is burnt into the heart of the brain

about the light in the bewitching green-brown eyes
or the sound and tone-colour of the voice
and the gleaming of lips that could scold,
kiss and laugh
or the throwing back of hair from the face
in a unknowing movement
or the hot touch
of a small soft hand

but here in reality
all of these things have lost their meaning
and the loss of you
do now eat like a cancer on me.

© Gert Strydom

Wednesday, October 4, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: love
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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom

Johannesburg, South Africa
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